<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127</id><updated>2012-02-26T00:24:07.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the idea of being with you, in my head</title><subtitle type='html'>(In my head)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>464</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-623199589469316397</id><published>2012-02-26T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T00:24:07.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard?</title><content type='html'>FINALFUCKINGLY IT'S THE HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-623199589469316397?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/623199589469316397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=623199589469316397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/623199589469316397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/623199589469316397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/have-you-heard.html' title='Have you heard?'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-154151614700959511</id><published>2012-02-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T21:41:05.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Nineteenth My Little Baby x</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298690_10150430961989838_587559837_10794920_1104940214_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LITTLE BABY~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Nineteenth! May you be blessed with the greatest things in life and stay happy with your 23456787654 kitty cats that you'll live with a few years down the road ;)&amp;nbsp;Can't believe how it's already the end of 2.2 and you'll be leaving for OSIP with Tassha.......&amp;nbsp;Sobs. I will miss you and Tassha so badly. Missing you and your screeching meows.&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S GONNA BAKE BANANANA MUFFINS FOR ME WHEN YOU'RE AWAY :'(&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe. I'm so glad to have you around, for always being that positive one pushing me on, knocking some sense into me and listening to me whine and moan and whine and moan daily.You little creeper, pretty much like a sister to me cause you take care of us just like a lovable big sister x&lt;br /&gt;We must make the best the last few weeks left together alright :)&lt;br /&gt;I sayang you alot my little baby hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps may you and yellow submarine have a love story soon. I think you secretly have a relationship with him hehehehehe okay kidding luv you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SURE YOU LOVED OUR EMO TWEETS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. What a melodramatic birthday surprise. Because the birthday girl went home even before we could celebrate her birthday............&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD THE PERFECT PLAN TO MAKE HER GUILTY MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spam emo tweets&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not answer birthday girl's texts/phonecalls/tweets&lt;br /&gt;3. Continue emo tweets&lt;br /&gt;4. Ring doorbell&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a lighted cupcake at &amp;nbsp;birthday girl's doorstep&lt;br /&gt;6. Ninja to the next block when door is opened&lt;br /&gt;7. Ninja back to the block&lt;br /&gt;8. Ring doorbell again&lt;br /&gt;9. Leave emo/clues post its on the doorstep and staircase&lt;br /&gt;10. Knock on the door&lt;br /&gt;11. Hide&lt;br /&gt;12. Wait for birthday girl to find us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA what a day really! Cupcakes were really yummy too yay okay that's all for this post. My thoughts are terribly incoherent right now :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-154151614700959511?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/154151614700959511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=154151614700959511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/154151614700959511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/154151614700959511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-nineteenth-my-little-baby-x.html' title='Happy Nineteenth My Little Baby x'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3931438439055828547</id><published>2012-02-20T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T01:43:32.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly, sometimes, I get so scared when I talk to you cause I don't wanna get on your nerves. It may seem like I don't make an effort but I really do, I think a lot more than I usually do nowadays...... Not that I don't think initially, but I put much more thought into what I say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do speak before I think. I need to listen to my thoughts and process it a little faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3931438439055828547?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3931438439055828547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3931438439055828547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3931438439055828547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3931438439055828547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/honestly-sometimes-i-get-so-scared-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1622169216925156377</id><published>2012-02-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T00:13:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I took a break and watched these videos ;)</title><content type='html'>When the band geek in me takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/IfHDyexiZEs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfHDyexiZEs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfHDyexiZEs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember posting the older version of this piece by Canadian Brass in my blog. That was when I was introduced to the awesomeness of the Canadian Brass by Bert ;) Me, being forever oblivious to such awesomeness was so taken aback by them. They're so good. So so so so damn good. And then...... It kinda died off? Cause I guess I wasn't much of a band geek at a certain period of time. You know why if you know me well enough ;) Then now it's back again and I'm so loving the new guys in Canadian Brass. Especially, Brandon Ridenour (trumpeter on the far left) cause he's such a qtpie. Mad cute please. His ears turn red when he pitches the high notes but he plays so effortlessly. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I like The Beatles.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE BEGINNING WHERE CHRIS COLETTI AND BRANDON HAVE THIS MINI DUEL. Too cool. Both are a m a z i n g in my opinion. Never got sick of this actually. Love the arrangement too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/RjeKxJBTFEA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjeKxJBTFEA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjeKxJBTFEA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just survived a 5 minute body piercing video. DON'T EVEN ASK WHY I WAS WATCHING IT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. The guy was cute though. KEPT PAUSING EACH TIME I FELT MY STOMACH TURN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK BRANDON'S DAMN CUTE. JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HIS AURA WHEN HE PLAYS THE TRUMPET. IT'S JUST...... I LIKE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1622169216925156377?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1622169216925156377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1622169216925156377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1622169216925156377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1622169216925156377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/so-i-took-break-and-watched-these.html' title='So I took a break and watched these videos ;)'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2841097745180140202</id><published>2012-02-15T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T23:27:04.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make believe it's alive</title><content type='html'>Damn you contracting uterine walls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I feel now is a lot of rage and angst. I know I should be happy that year 2 is coming to an end but I have 3 term tests in the same week as my exam. S e r i o u s l y fucked up. Say hello to dark circles and eye bags. I need to do well, really. I can't afford to mess up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm so scared. I really am. All these uncertainties are getting the better of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need some comfort food right now. And maybe some comforting :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2841097745180140202?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2841097745180140202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2841097745180140202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2841097745180140202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2841097745180140202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/make-believe-its-alive.html' title='Make believe it&apos;s alive'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-490112676742006072</id><published>2012-02-15T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T02:29:21.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No roses, just raw chicken</title><content type='html'>So it's way past midnight and here I am thinking of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it was Valentine's Day yesterday. It was just a regular Tuesday for me? Okay maybe not a regular Tuesday since I got to sleep in till 11am :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the house at about 1.30 to buy the chicken fillet for the scale up. So yes I was carrying raw chicken to school instead of roses on Valentine's. I am cool like that ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YEAH LAST PRACTICAL!!!!!! So glad it's finally over. It was nice cooking of course, basically cause we can eat the food ;) But it is indeed tiring to cook within a time constraint, with so much to do.............. I've learnt alot though. I must cook more at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shared the food we cooked with Alvin and Dyon before we headed down to Bedok Point for Pastamania! Dinner! IT WAS SO PACKED O.O Screw people celebrating Valentine's Day lah aiyooooo. It's usually not packed. I hate eating it packed places. I felt so confined. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN OFF TO AN IMPROMPTU TRIP TO THE AIRPORT TO VISIT ALVIN TAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe I hope he was pleasantly surprised by us ;)&lt;br /&gt;Spent the time there just slacking and chatting! Niceeeeee. And nomming on chocolates! WE GOT TO RIDE THE 4D ROLLERCOASTER! HAHAHAHAHAHA it was not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh there was a couple who took the ride. They were wearing a doraemon couple tee. Not a big fan of couple tees...... But that's not the point. She was holding her boyfriend's hand throughout the ride. For the whole 3 minute ride. And it wasn't even scary? Oh well. Maybe I'm just bitter HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED OLD SONGS THROUGHOUT THE TIME. I must say old songs are really nice, don't you think so too? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till Alvin locked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha what an interesting Valentine's. No fancy celebrations, just a night out with great company x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-490112676742006072?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/490112676742006072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=490112676742006072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/490112676742006072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/490112676742006072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-roses-just-raw-chicken.html' title='No roses, just raw chicken'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2121819154935554441</id><published>2012-02-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T01:19:42.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Weekend</title><content type='html'>I say it has been a productive weekend cause I've spent 10 hours in school on a Saturday and I completed my marketing brief and promotional material on a freaking Sunday! All done before midnight ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I did nap for 2 hours and did nothing till like 6pm hahahahahahaha. But I got my work done and I'm so proud of it! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBRoC5hO0Gw/Tzfzm43d7TI/AAAAAAAABKs/fSESZVxRxBc/s1600/promomaterial.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBRoC5hO0Gw/Tzfzm43d7TI/AAAAAAAABKs/fSESZVxRxBc/s400/promomaterial.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not super nice or drop dead gorgeous, but hey, I did my best ;) And times like this I wonder, what course am I in................ SINCE WHEN FOOD NUTRITION AND SCIENCE HAS GOT TO DO WITH MARKETING?! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably get some sleep since it's an 8 o'clock lecture kicking start the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, how did my tolerance level become so high? I've always thought my tolerance level was low. Maybe not really high now but it has improved? I hate it. I feel like I have so much bottled up in me right now and it's either implode or explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry but it's like I can't do anything about it /annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1944292016"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1944292017"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2121819154935554441?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2121819154935554441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2121819154935554441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2121819154935554441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2121819154935554441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/productive-weekend.html' title='Productive Weekend'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBRoC5hO0Gw/Tzfzm43d7TI/AAAAAAAABKs/fSESZVxRxBc/s72-c/promomaterial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4228421441923116430</id><published>2012-02-11T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T02:45:29.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wished some people will take me more seriously. It's a wonder why I still care so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I needed was some concern and maybe a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4228421441923116430?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4228421441923116430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4228421441923116430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4228421441923116430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4228421441923116430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-i-wished-some-people-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-242067068888192515</id><published>2012-02-09T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T00:40:10.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course I am</title><content type='html'>But the question is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-242067068888192515?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/242067068888192515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=242067068888192515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/242067068888192515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/242067068888192515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/of-course-i-am.html' title='Of course I am'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2508011732876519657</id><published>2012-02-06T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T03:02:43.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How have you been dear friends?</title><content type='html'>Hello there, I have abandoned this space for quite some time, haven't I?&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cause:&lt;br /&gt;1. I succumbed to being a lazy blogger&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't seem to piece my thoughts together&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm too tired, always tired #pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're already into February. How did that happen? Hmmm. Honestly, I haven't really paid attention to days or dates. I just keep moving along. I'm just happy to make it each day without killing anyone. Hahahahahahaha. It had been terribly hectic I suppose, cause I can't seem to recall what took place in the month of January?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so there's a quiz on Tuesday at 8am, H&amp;amp;W presentation on Wednesday and FPQAP interview to end off the week. There's submissions too. Oh gosh :( I hope I'll pull through this week no matter what! Must stay focused and strong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started listening to some good old music, old is always good anyways~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/U6jqKrcCKU4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6jqKrcCKU4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6jqKrcCKU4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Alvin for introducing The Alan Parsons Project to me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we've been working on Music of the Beatles for band practices, I've started listening to other Beatles songs too. Sweet. This one particularly, cause it has this catchy melody that was a trumpet solo in the piece we played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/T098BBuvmjs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T098BBuvmjs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T098BBuvmjs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my loving, darling I'll be true ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think this has got to be my most productive weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Got at least 3/4 of my to-do list done :D #proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably regret this tomorrow so I better get some precious sleep now. Goodnight x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2508011732876519657?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2508011732876519657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2508011732876519657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2508011732876519657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2508011732876519657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-have-you-been-dear-friends.html' title='How have you been dear friends?'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-9022940665862536828</id><published>2012-01-26T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:51:04.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do you think time will pass us by?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;School for less than 30 mins lol → Aisyah's place for banananana muffins &amp;nbsp;→ BK brunch at Airport  → Home&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/h297vLkHijQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h297vLkHijQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h297vLkHijQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alex Goot's recent cover with Boyce Avenue ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's goooooooooood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; 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I cannot, I simply cannot take this.&lt;br /&gt;What more can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit okay? I just want to fix this please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6849431818410045289?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6849431818410045289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6849431818410045289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6849431818410045289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6849431818410045289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/silent-treatment-is-worst-thing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7414805346857411859</id><published>2012-01-24T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:01:00.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"If there is no breaking news, we will be the breaking news"</title><content type='html'>Woke up really early this morning. Set my alarm at 7.45am! But snoozed it till 8.30am. Hehehehe what's new?&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time dragging myself out of bed cause I had sinus in the morning too...... I would definitely love to curl up under my blanket back to sleep :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the battle with sinus and my ultimate laziness that prevented me from getting out of bed, I managed to get ready and slowly enjoy my breakfast #likeaboss as I await for Aisyah's call! Well, it wasn't so perfect as I imagined it to be cause Aisyah's call came earlier than expected so I had to ninja my way down the long ass staircase! Managed to drink my yakult on the way down huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to Indian's then to Joey's! The luxury of cabbing ~ Felt so good to cab hehehehehe. All thanks to Aisyah's sister who kindly sponsored our ride :) Called Joey on the way to her place and I think she just woke up. She sounded like she was sleeptalking lol. So yup anyways I think we spent close to $30 on cab fare!!!!!!! I think it's mad ex please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we reached Shermz's place! Lepak at the playground for a bit since Shermz still had visitors over at his place! Saw a fat black cat. It could be pregnant I suppose? But I'm scared anyways.... And allergic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. THE REASON WHY WE WERE ALL UP SO EARLY GATHERED AT SHERMZ'S PLACE..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photographer was gonna take pictures of us, celebrating Chinese New Year!!!!! :D I was interviewed over the phone by Aisyah's sister regarding my experience celebrating Chinese New Year with my friends. Getting interviewed was pretty cool. But thinking about it...... I had no clue what I was saying :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offered the oranges to Shermz's granny and&amp;nbsp;tossed the yusheng (?) as the photographer snapped pictures of us, along with Shermz's granny too :) &amp;nbsp;Had a few group shots but I think I look horrible :( I'm at the side huhuhuhuhu so should be okay right? No one will notice right? I hope no one notice!!!!!! I think this is my second time tossing the yusheng ~ I nommed on the fish crackers this time round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pictures were taken, we went to Shermz's room and got really comfy on the bed! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I think we played Blackjack? But me and Sab didn't place any bets. Cause we're good girls ;) Finally understood how to play the game! "Don't show your cards!!!!" Kinda watched Pink Panther 2 that was showing on Channel 5 as we camwhored. Since no money was at stake for me and Sab, it got boring for us so we withdrew from the game while Ahani, Shermz and Joey battled it out! We got so bored...... So I tried putting on eyeliner for Aisyah but #fail. Watched Family Guy afterwards and played Upwords! Poor bbg lost 9 bucks :( I think Shermz won the most? I remember him having like $15 +++ when I was beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO PIZZA HUT AT TAMPINES MALL FOR AISYAH'S SISTER'S TREAT!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Mad hungry at that moment so when they served the Seafood Tofu Salad..... It was gone within less than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheesy Mushroom&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken Ole&lt;br /&gt;3. Seafood Fiesta&lt;br /&gt;4. Beef Lasagne&lt;br /&gt;5. Cheesy Shrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness we didn't order pizza cause by the time we finished the food...... WE WERE DAMN FULL! The Beef Lasagne was so damn good, I want to have some now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head to the shop where we won Fluffeh! Ahhh the shop where you put coins in the slot and try to get the stuffed toy? Yes that shop if you know what I'm referring to ;) They increased the price to $1.50 wtf? Why so expensive! And we didn't win any cute stuffed toy either. Sad. Well it is indeed a waste of money but isn't it a thrill if you catch one of the stuffed toys!!!! I'd always wanted to do that. Hmmm, then we went to the arcade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo yes then we went to window shop at Rubi, Cotton On, Uniqlo, New Look! The awkward moment when a boy shops with 3 girls. HAHAHAHAHA but it was fun! "I like to unhook them" (Y) I saw that really nice shade of blue crew neck shirt and there was size! It would look really good, really. Oh well. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop was....... JCO'S! Had frozen yogurt there instead cause Yami Yogurt was closed. Anyways we had a good time catching up over donuts and frozen yogurt :) :) :) Laughing at each other and telling stories, one after another. A day well spent indeed! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... And now I'm just nua-ing in bed. I HAVEN'T HAD DINNER YET BUT SO LAZY TO GET UP.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg Sherman's dog is soooooo huge but adorable!!!! IT'S LIKE THE MARLEY AND ME DOG!&lt;br /&gt;And and and if you read Berita Harian, grab a copy tomorrow okie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7414805346857411859?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7414805346857411859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7414805346857411859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7414805346857411859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7414805346857411859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-there-is-no-breaking-news-we-will-be.html' title='&quot;If there is no breaking news, we will be the breaking news&quot;'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5102822073621509386</id><published>2012-01-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:58:18.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>Ted: No it's not an adventure, it's a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Okay yes, it's a mistake. I know it's a mistake. But there are certain things in life where you know it's a mistake, but you don't really know it's a mistake. Because the only way to really know it's a mistake is to make the mistake and look back and say, "Yup, that was a mistake." So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake, because then you go your whole life not really knowing if something was a mistake or not. And damn it, I made no mistakes. I've done all of this. My life, my relationship, my career, mistake-free. Does any of this make sense to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: I don't know. You said mistake a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I love How I Met Your Mother. Okay, the whole thing's funny but don't you think it makes sense? To some extent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5102822073621509386?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5102822073621509386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5102822073621509386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5102822073621509386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5102822073621509386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2107905646322527417</id><published>2012-01-22T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:14:35.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L o n g i n g</title><content type='html'>I have been doing absolutely nothing for these 2 days at home.&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of yesterday in bed, weekend flu I suppose? Had trouble sleeping cause I napped earlier in the day. Followed by a series of short dreams that I could only vaguely remember. Dreams that were of the same story line. I kept waking up in the middle of the night too. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's not much of a difference though. I'm planning to work on my report though. Sounds like a good plan to me. Shall complete as much as I can since I don't really have anything to do...... Okay maybe I could study for the quizzes. But I honestly am not in the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty much a ball of angst eating all the junk food in the kitchen :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Aisyah and Tassha are going to Australia for OSIP!!!!!!! So proud of my bbgirls :') I'm really happy that they aced the interview and are heading overseas for their internship! But, of course I'm gonna miss these 2 happy pills badly.......... There's still the rest but it won't be the same right :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time's flying too fast, don't you think so? Just in a few months' time, I'll be on SIP. Wherever that will be. Hmmm. I'm not ready for so much changes actually. I'm just hoping to secure a place that I'll be happy working and learning at the same time. I'm pretty afraid to step out of my comfort zone. I don't even know if I'll get a food science or a food nutrition related internship yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With SIP, that would mean that I'm already in my last year. I clearly remember saying that I wanna graduate and get out of this place. But now, I don't want to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this. It's &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; driving me crazy :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm so upset that I can't seem to do anything about it? I'm really trying.&lt;br /&gt;I know my apologies are getting nowhere but I really, really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do already.&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, I'm sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2107905646322527417?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2107905646322527417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2107905646322527417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2107905646322527417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2107905646322527417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/l-o-n-g-i-n-g.html' title='L o n g i n g'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5497801862720957011</id><published>2012-01-21T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:55:39.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, you got that something, I think you'll understand</title><content type='html'>Been in bed since I got back from grocery shopping today. Terribly sick :(&lt;br /&gt;The only comfort is that I have my comfort food stocked up.&lt;br /&gt;I think I napped from 6 and only got up around 9.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;My nose has been running since morning.&amp;nbsp;I have a headache too. I hate this, really.&lt;br /&gt;All I do is eat and go back crawling into my bed. I feel like a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do... I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Imttyspdnima?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5497801862720957011?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5497801862720957011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5497801862720957011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5497801862720957011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5497801862720957011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeah-you-got-that-something-i-think.html' title='Yeah, you got that something, I think you&apos;ll understand'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-9058533583667920137</id><published>2012-01-18T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:38:43.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A million times, and it's still you</title><content type='html'>I know you're really angry but this time round, I'm just as angry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how I feel right now, or even how much you mean to me for me to feel so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-9058533583667920137?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/9058533583667920137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=9058533583667920137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/9058533583667920137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/9058533583667920137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/million-times-and-its-still-you.html' title='A million times, and it&apos;s still you'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5549712767983608651</id><published>2012-01-09T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T02:28:29.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Itching for some pinching?"</title><content type='html'>Hello. Looks like I've abandoned this space for quite some time. Hmmm, I really wanted to post one for the highlights from 2011. Maybe, that would be another time? I wonder when. #lazybum Really wanna do it cause there are indeed significant events that made 2011 memorable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite lazy to blog right now. The thought of waking up at 6am irks me seriously. Okay maybe shall do it in point form of the things I wish to share with you people that actually read this blog. HAHAHAHAHAHA ultimate laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I had ya kun + yami yogurt + umi sushi + starbucks at CCP today&lt;br /&gt;Awesome company + food = a very happy girl / I still think wearing the shorts out is like wearing boxers to some extent heh / Asswipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yami yogurt vouchers and starbucks card&lt;br /&gt;Best combi ever, coffee and froyo. Thank you Hordin ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did pretty good for AdFS? My name was the last one that was called out and I'm like "Whaaaaaaaat?"&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. I didn't expect this and it pretty much made my day. Thank you bbgirls for teaching me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;"There" *points to ass* /&amp;nbsp;"Itching for some pinching?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mark. You crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. H&amp;amp;W Program Implementation is this Thursday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mad scared. 3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Spent my first new year's eve out with my precious girls&lt;br /&gt;Arina and Bai x Love you two bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Told her things I should have told her since 3 months ago&lt;br /&gt;Finalfuckingly. Feels pretty good to let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The first week had been pretty bearable&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is when hell begins, oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 2011 was an enjoyable year&lt;br /&gt;Imo. I liked it. Met new people, grew closer to some people, laughed alot, cried (much lesser compared to other years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Didn't do a resolution list&lt;br /&gt;I usually write up a list. But this year I didn't. Hmmm, it's pretty much same old, same old. So, will go with the flow with a positive attitude :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My eyecandy is officially an ass&lt;br /&gt;4 days in a row. Seriously. I am starting to dislike you so bad. People do say, "Doesn't mean you have a dick, you can be one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Feelings&lt;br /&gt;Oh silly what is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I will really miss you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I should sleep&lt;br /&gt;I will probably regret this later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I CUT MY HAIR&lt;br /&gt;I look pretty much like how I did in TK huhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight xxx&lt;br /&gt;I have a Ted Mosby reading my blog aiyoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5549712767983608651?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5549712767983608651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5549712767983608651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5549712767983608651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5549712767983608651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2012/01/itching-for-some-pinching.html' title='&quot;Itching for some pinching?&quot;'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6952170111893789659</id><published>2011-12-31T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:22:53.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some part of me secretly wished you were there</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;You know that feeling that you can seem to push away? Cause it lingers and refuses to budge. But of course I'm fine, cause you know, I've been living with it, somehow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began with a dreadful 10am meeting....... Like who has meeting on a New Year's Eve eve :( So depressing. And with the program implementation pushed to 10 Jan from 18 Jan, it is going to be a mad rush for sure. Just the thought of it scares me. Whatever that lies ahead of us, I have faith we will pull through this period alive!!! &lt;i&gt;All is well&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with Ms Siti, discussed the amendments to be made such as posters, pre and post evaluation surveys, food items to be on display.... Need to get in touch with the person in charge to check out the school and plan the layout for the stations! Oh busy, busy week ahead indeed. From printing the finalised posters and purchasing the logistics and prizes. Expected budget of $1000 +++ so much money needed right!!! Honestly, I'm really, really scared. All this rush is making me really anxious of the outcome. Pushing it to 2 weeks earlier is definitely a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, so many thoughts are crossing my mind right now, I don't even know how to feel anymore. Yesterday was such a bad day. It just sucks so bad. I can't even get angry anymore? It's come to a point where getting angry isn't an option at all cause I can't seem to get angry. Hahahahaha this sounds really silly omg. And here is where food comes to the rescue. I bought sushi for myself last night and baked rainbow marble cupcakes for Daphne's gift :D I got to nom on it too and it's was pretty good? #selfpraise But the process of buying the ingredients all by myself......... It was so tiring! Getting the ingredients from different places and the packaging, etc. Then off to get materials for the card. It sucked cause there was so much stuffs to carry. Hahahahaha being #foreveralone didn't help either? I was so upset last night and to make things worse, the bus broke down on the way home...... SERIOUSLY. I had to walk to the next bus stop which was quite a distance away with all the bags in my hand :( Bad, bad night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baking made me slightly better though, like always :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack lol. Anyways following that was the CaT meeting ~ Gonna have to prepare a 7 course Thai food theme meal for 35 servings! With a tight budget of $100!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note to self:&lt;/b&gt; I should be completing the powerpoint slides soon and check out the food cost of the ingredients at the supermarket tomorrow! Or more like.... Later in the day!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K really sorry for this super whiny rant post. Really feeling shitty right now. I'm gonna blog about the rest of the day in another post cause now I'm feeling all cranky and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh why do I end up always saying the wrong things but I get upset instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6952170111893789659?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6952170111893789659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6952170111893789659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6952170111893789659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6952170111893789659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-part-of-me-secretly-wished-you.html' title='Some part of me secretly wished you were there'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1569484986074623521</id><published>2011-12-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T19:24:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi and mango pudding</title><content type='html'>I feel like getting sushi and mango pudding :( Regret not getting the sushi just now. Regret regret regret. My mum even asked me if I wanted! And I declined, saying I was too full. Sobs. Well..... I was indeed full lol. I ate 5 takoyaki balls!!!!! Don't judge me. Hehehehehe. The stallholder was really sweet, I ordered 4 balls for like $2.70 but he gave me an additional ball :D Mad happy cause I was really hungry and I mad love takoyaki. Nomnomnomnomnom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1030+++ today, and got ready to go to Expo with my mum! Major accomplishment cause I was up and bathed before noon. Took the bus to Expo cause I refused to get on any MRT. One, I hate crowds. Two, I really, really &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; crowds. Hahahahahahaha oh well, we did board the MRT later on though, cause the bus stop was too far away from the mall and I was getting giddy spells? I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Hall 6 where my sister had her booth up at the wedding exhibition! I guess her business is going well, so yay :) Heard that there's quite a few weddings coming for her to cater for and also for the other services that her wedding thingy provides. Hmmm chilled at the booth, talked, since we haven't seen each other for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ibu wanted to see Anuar Zain as well, my mum's a pretty big fan of his. So glad for her that she got to see him! We were pretty sure that we weren't getting a chance to catch a glimpse of him either. Cause I took so long to get ready hehehehehe. But we did get to see him! My mum was so delighted to see him, so cute! He sang a song and I must say he's really charming. His dimples *____* /heart melts His voice was so mesmerising. I'm pretty over the phase of going crazy over malay singers since I rarely listen to their songs nowadays, but watching him perform live just now was worthwhile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he sang this song~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1368276739"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1368276740"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics could be cheesy to some extent for some, but it's a really nice song ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M0YGNqIS-Ec" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around to see the other booths, there was alot of food :) THERE WAS THIS BOOTH SELLING DURIAN BUNS. SO SO SO TEMPTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we left for Changi City Point? Is that what it's called? BOUGHT YAMI&amp;nbsp;YOGURT #happygirl1993 and was &lt;i&gt;rather &lt;/i&gt;close to getting myself a charm bracelet. But decided not to, eventually since my mum said it look pretty much like the one that I was wearing! It was pretty though :(&amp;nbsp;Didn't do much shopping there either since we weren't planning to shop today. Merely did some window shopping? Ibu said I better not buy anymore clothes...... So we bought food and drinks instead nomnomnomnomnom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Bedok to get some grocery shopping done! I love grocery shopping! ^______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, back home, lazing in bed. Not as bored I would usually be. Can't believe it's Monday already........... It's gonna be 2012. Time's flying too fast, and I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I finally had watermelon with assam. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days seems so dreadful and lonely. Mu. Rewatching some HIMYM episodes along with catching up on TBBT. The episode where Robin finally says I love you to Ted :') Loved it. And I envy how loving Lily and Marshall are. They're such a cute couple! Oh well, time for TBBT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1569484986074623521?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1569484986074623521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1569484986074623521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1569484986074623521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1569484986074623521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/sushi-and-mango-pudding.html' title='Sushi and mango pudding'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/M0YGNqIS-Ec/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-472192415636466629</id><published>2011-12-24T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:07:21.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like baking but I am so lazy</title><content type='html'>K this is bad, I am terribly bored and have no one to talk to hahahahaha so I shall have another blog post :) Problem? Hehehehe I think I am just too bored and I like talking to myself so here goes ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooo I haven't baked in ages, I am looking through recipes right now. Kinda makes me feel hungry though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HERSHEY'S Milk Chocolate Bar" height="294" src="http://www.hersheys.com/Image.ashx?type=r&amp;amp;id=4071&amp;amp;s=lg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Taken from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/recipes/4071/S'mores-Sandwich-Bar-Cookies.aspx"&gt;http://www.hersheys.com/recipes/4071/S'mores-Sandwich-Bar-Cookies.aspx&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this look good? Cause I &lt;i&gt;think &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;like baking this! S'mores Sandwich Bar Cookie!!! Perfect combination of marshmallows and chocolate along with crunchy cookie bits :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I give it a try? Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't tried cooking the pasta yet. Oh no :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-472192415636466629?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/472192415636466629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=472192415636466629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/472192415636466629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/472192415636466629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-feel-like-baking-but-i-am-so-lazy.html' title='I feel like baking but I am so lazy'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2458092861195988072</id><published>2011-12-24T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:07:07.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macs Brekkie x</title><content type='html'>I had macs for breakfast #happygirl1993 Oh the little things that makes me happy~&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school to meet Tassha and Sab to discuss about H&amp;amp;W. The school looks deserted somehow, no one was at AS.......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much girlies for coming on a Saturday/Christmas Eve :) Much love to you guys! So Tassha bought us breakfast hehehehehe. I had egg mcmuffin meal and Sab totally made me like a pig hurhurhur. I ate 1 and a half of her hotcakes. Ohhhhh it was good #fattyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cleared the pre and post evaluation survey!!! And the activity for the general nutrition segment! Yay us :D Gotta compile the work but later ah. #lazybum Anywaysssss.&amp;nbsp;It was good seeing the girls, after such a long time. It was funny, hearing their stories..... Constipation hahahahahaha, Sab choking on her vegetable, dashing into A&amp;amp;W the minute they saw it, Aisyah telling the story about the rape song lol, chilling with Vincent #jealousmuch and &lt;i&gt;much more. &lt;/i&gt;I really cannot take one story lol cause I seriously can imagine it....... *mimic hand movements* HAHAHAHAHAHAHA epic okay? I would probably laugh my ass off too if I was there. If only ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I just woke up from a 3 hour nap. I really have nothing to do :( Okay lah I do but I don't feel like doing it yet. Sigh. Probably gonna do it at night! So malas. Feeling super bored this Christmas Eve.... Nothing to do, nobody to talk to, no plans and lonely. Hahahahahah omg I sound so sad and lonely. Sad. Kk I shall go watch Chick vs Dick episodes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie count to date: 5.5 movies cause I still haven't finish Green Hornet lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B O R E D &amp;nbsp;T O &amp;nbsp;T E A R S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2458092861195988072?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2458092861195988072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2458092861195988072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2458092861195988072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2458092861195988072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/macs-brekkie-x.html' title='Macs Brekkie x'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3515940784650676323</id><published>2011-12-21T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:48:37.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1:13:19</title><content type='html'>Lol title #insidejoke Feeling really happy right now cause my bbgirls skyped with me from Cameron Highlands!!! :D Listening and talking to them just made me feel like I was right there with them too. So happy to see them so happy! Laughed so much listening to them!!! And the knock-knock jokes........ Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr See and Ms Caroline talked too lol. So cute!!! Lol these girls..... Their stories and complaining were so entertaining, as always. And awwwwwh they miss my crankiness and "moaning" even if it was very irritating hehehe. Joey had multiple bat faces that I am so tempted to post here.......... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're heading to KL and Malacca tomorrow! Hope they'll continue having fun and will have a safe journey back to Singapore, can't wait to hear more from them when they come back! Miss them so much! Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I guess I'll just end off this post with some of the screencaps then ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxlHR8IzfpI/TvDVI_9GNWI/AAAAAAAABHE/7p0wP7nSEj0/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxlHR8IzfpI/TvDVI_9GNWI/AAAAAAAABHE/7p0wP7nSEj0/s320/Video+call+snapshot+3.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECCKm-3HmNk/TvDV0XIcMaI/AAAAAAAABHc/JEgiev_khzc/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECCKm-3HmNk/TvDV0XIcMaI/AAAAAAAABHc/JEgiev_khzc/s320/Video+call+snapshot+6.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rN7Ph0oHkXw/TvDV9O-C4rI/AAAAAAAABHk/P8pkI0seU4Q/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rN7Ph0oHkXw/TvDV9O-C4rI/AAAAAAAABHk/P8pkI0seU4Q/s320/Video+call+snapshot+7.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnRq6kfblM0/TvDWRJoTsQI/AAAAAAAABHs/Y-sINngfrzs/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnRq6kfblM0/TvDWRJoTsQI/AAAAAAAABHs/Y-sINngfrzs/s320/Video+call+snapshot+8.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlvYRqOeqjs/TvDWpPQKRnI/AAAAAAAABH0/hnJPaTjUNYc/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+9.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlvYRqOeqjs/TvDWpPQKRnI/AAAAAAAABH0/hnJPaTjUNYc/s320/Video+call+snapshot+9.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhkJF8qu984/TvDW9LCn8mI/AAAAAAAABH8/LYmpg2lcTAM/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhkJF8qu984/TvDW9LCn8mI/AAAAAAAABH8/LYmpg2lcTAM/s320/Video+call+snapshot+10.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ii2QD_TyKc/TvDXncZu1uI/AAAAAAAABIU/7pJkEfsh7Ps/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ii2QD_TyKc/TvDXncZu1uI/AAAAAAAABIU/7pJkEfsh7Ps/s320/Video+call+snapshot+13.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL EVERYONE COMPLAINED ABOUT HER WHINING. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Poor girl, get well soon okie :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58HCmvYbyeQ/TvDX4Mg58KI/AAAAAAAABIc/bKauEP6M-8g/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+14.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58HCmvYbyeQ/TvDX4Mg58KI/AAAAAAAABIc/bKauEP6M-8g/s320/Video+call+snapshot+14.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B8MdqKfS7RY/TvDYKVRMEvI/AAAAAAAABIs/IOYn2rIQkP4/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+16.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B8MdqKfS7RY/TvDYKVRMEvI/AAAAAAAABIs/IOYn2rIQkP4/s320/Video+call+snapshot+16.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy-jiTOpfr0/TvDYbpGZhlI/AAAAAAAABI0/Pu9nPvyYHm8/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+17.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy-jiTOpfr0/TvDYbpGZhlI/AAAAAAAABI0/Pu9nPvyYHm8/s320/Video+call+snapshot+17.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-7fuigtiEw/TvDY8VvmIhI/AAAAAAAABI8/HEmIv3SKt04/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+18.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-7fuigtiEw/TvDY8VvmIhI/AAAAAAAABI8/HEmIv3SKt04/s320/Video+call+snapshot+18.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8eYmCggrmnM/TvDaNW4PHeI/AAAAAAAABJc/J50XgqTbv40/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+22.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8eYmCggrmnM/TvDaNW4PHeI/AAAAAAAABJc/J50XgqTbv40/s320/Video+call+snapshot+22.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAOLIAN IB GET FOR HER WANT TO SHOW OFF HURHURHUR&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UYIYK4grmk8/TvDbKnieJSI/AAAAAAAABKE/K4EPOtu126Q/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+27.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UYIYK4grmk8/TvDbKnieJSI/AAAAAAAABKE/K4EPOtu126Q/s320/Video+call+snapshot+27.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love how everyone looked in the same direction with the same face lol. Apparently they were looking at a moth dying.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K goodnight everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3515940784650676323?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3515940784650676323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3515940784650676323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3515940784650676323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3515940784650676323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/11319.html' title='1:13:19'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxlHR8IzfpI/TvDVI_9GNWI/AAAAAAAABHE/7p0wP7nSEj0/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5052022566391397436</id><published>2011-12-20T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:16:49.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I lay awake on a cold night</title><content type='html'>Kinda just ended the video call lol it was funny cause we were singing and trying to figure out what songs to sing! Pretty enjoyable :D I haven't gone online on fb for a long time, so I just found out about the video calling function. HAHAHAHAH k abit slow. Okay maybe very slow. Whoopsie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm so took the retest in the afternoon today! I really hope I will get all the right answers this time round. I don't wanna sit for a re-retest lol. I seriously find it annoying that we have to retake the test just cause we didn't get a perfect score. Sigh. Oh woke up late. I snoozed the alarm till 8. Then switched it off. Thank goodness Amanda texted me at 8:18 or else.......... Walked into the LT at 9.40 #likeaboss when I was supposed to be there at 9! Thank goodness I didn't get scolded. Didn't get to see my girls off either. Sad. Hope they're doing fine over at Cameron Highlands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some alone time in the library since there was band afterwards. Proud of myself cause I did some amendments to the proposal and came up with an edited version crossword already. With the template that was done from scratch #majorachievement Not much but it feels good to get work done on the first day of the holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Val and Alvin afterwards :) Thank you for coming earlier!!! If not I would really be forever alone hahahahahahaha. Sad. And omg Alvin brought his new case and it's really pretty. So fucking c h i o. It never, ever crossed my mind that a trumpet case would look so pretty. Just like the suitcases they carry to Platform 9 3/4. So Harry Potter-ish and I love it :D It's not even mine hahahahahaha but seriously it's damn pretty! So cute to carry it around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Shermmz came for practice today! Played the electric bass for the band. Really glad to have him around cause it makes me feel like I am in TKGSSB. I miss having String Basses and the electric bass behind me :( I get this sense of security when they're around. Since I get lost pretty easily. Hehehehehe. Plus it keeps me in tempo! Sight read Ponyo and Instant Concert ;) It was a good first practice I suppose. Since I enjoyed playing the pieces so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/oBDmAxSFt6A/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBDmAxSFt6A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBDmAxSFt6A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A very familiar tune, but the emotions come rushing in at 1:40 and that's where it caused a stir in my emotions. It's so moving, I felt like crying :'( &amp;nbsp;It's so beautifully played. The beauty of it, to me, is the distinct contrast in the piece? How it starts off really bubbly and lighthearted, then it sinks into a sudden rush of melancholy. The orchestra joins in, bringing the level of intensity much higher. It then goes back to the initial happy theme that was played earlier on. Hmmmm lol so much like a music analysis but a bit fail ah. I think I must be too tired I may be going on and on...... But I really like the part from 1:40 to 2:30. Mad love for it. I keep repeating the part lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5052022566391397436?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5052022566391397436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5052022566391397436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5052022566391397436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5052022566391397436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-i-lay-awake-on-cold-night.html' title='As I lay awake on a cold night'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2843951747423345664</id><published>2011-12-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:22:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed potato</title><content type='html'>Hello day 1 of break and I'm slightly bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've watched Smurfs! It's so sweet. I don't know if it's just me...... But I kinda teared at some scenes? #crybaby An awesome start to the list of movies I'm gonna watch for the next few days. I feel like having a Toy Story Marathon next :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been on tumblr too! Feels great to be back on tumblr after such a long time away. Such a good way to kill time. Shall share a wee bit of what I stumbled upon! &lt;i&gt;Credits to their respective owners ^___^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="218" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw4md11sr31qfsndio1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="262" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu04pt9w9c1qzcspxo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="398" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lug2lkkvJH1qaobbko1_400.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltun4uob3J1qln1bho1_500.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="212" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltiz2jOex81qkqziio1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So so so so so bored. That I'm blogging a second post for the day? Or it is tomorrow already! Hahahahahaha oh well. So bored that I changed my blogskin and tumblr theme too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh it's tomorrow already! Day 2 of break. Hmmmm I feel like breaking the mundane routine of being a bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seriously, kau bodoh ke pe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2843951747423345664?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2843951747423345664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2843951747423345664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2843951747423345664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2843951747423345664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/bed-potato.html' title='Bed potato'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6843700483253182069</id><published>2011-12-17T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:58:47.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B r e a k</title><content type='html'>Well here it is! Finally on break after 6 weeks of school :)&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was the last paper. Hmmmm let's just say I'm really glad it's over. And the interview/consultation with HPB is also over. Super relieved that whatever papers/consultation are indeed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the usual way of celebrating the end of papers with the girls, I went for a band concert! It's odd, cause I'm so used to spending it my girlies :( Due to everyone's different subject combination plus ending papers on different days, we had to give it a miss. Oh well. We'll see each other soon alright! Pretty please :) I'll definitely miss this crazy bunch when they head for the Malaysia trip :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, attended a Philwinds' concert at Esplanade! Sounds of Japan II. Third concert at Esplanade for this year. Okay actually.... I have no idea why I actually came for this concert but it's good anyways :) Hehehehehe was supposed to be just watching it with Bert but in the end, he bought us the tickets but he sat with his friend instead at the stall seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I spent more than $15 on a band concert :o But I only paid $20 yay thanks Bert!&amp;nbsp;Oh yes, we got Circle 1 seats! I must say those are pretty good seats. Found out that Lianwei/Mr Pei, our tuba tutor in TKGS plays in Philwinds!!! Hahahahahahaha it's been 5 years already and I just found out.... Last night. Honestly I am pretty ignorant :x Sigh. Anyways, I liked Hishori Ohguri's A Myth for Symphonic Band. Bert did let me hear the piece before but.... As you &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; know, I am not a big fan of abstract pieces? I'm not exactly sure what's the exact genre for that piece but it feels pretty much abstract-like to me. Surprisingly, I liked that piece the best out of the 3 for the first half of the concert! Like Bert told me earlier, "Go to the concert with an open mind!" I guess it worked. Need to step out and appreciate different types of music out there. As Bert puts it, the pieces are "unnurulfriendly". HAHAHAHA he knows me best when it comes to the music I like to listen to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half was pretty interesting! The lights went out, the whole concert hall was pitch dark. Some girl behind me screamed. Need to be bitchslapped. K kidding kidding. But seriously..... Please don't scream in a concert...... K thanks bye. Back to the second half, Hiten Trilogy. Makoto Tashiro is amazing and cool! My legs were terribly numb by then. Hahahahahaha but generally, I enjoyed the concert :) Interesting way to mark the end of my papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Alvin and Bert afterwards at Burger King! Small world, isn't it? They both participated in the competition held in Beijing in 2008? Fucking small world. Caught up with Bert, all the bitching and stories. Man, I miss this bitch so much :') He lost so much weight!!! Jealous! Fatty isn't fat anymore. We should get breakfast sometime soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home and I was so restless throughout the whole time. I wanted to sleep but I can seem to fall asleep. Bus was not comfy enough. I really wanted to sleep *sobs* AND I SAW TWO BEETLE CARS BUT CANNOT WHACK. *double sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to enjoy the rest of my holidays! I have nothing planned but I am enjoying it already :D&lt;br /&gt;Another concert tomorrow at SA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, totally random but look!!!! I miss this boys too! Oddly hahahahahaha. I love how we 4 have the :D smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dx5Lih8c8-o/TuxKZQEDjZI/AAAAAAAABGY/JPv-J0m9NOc/s1600/xxxxx.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dx5Lih8c8-o/TuxKZQEDjZI/AAAAAAAABGY/JPv-J0m9NOc/s400/xxxxx.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6843700483253182069?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6843700483253182069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6843700483253182069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6843700483253182069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6843700483253182069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/b-r-e-k.html' title='B r e a k'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dx5Lih8c8-o/TuxKZQEDjZI/AAAAAAAABGY/JPv-J0m9NOc/s72-c/xxxxx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7400637437985456578</id><published>2011-12-16T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:04:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those fucking nights</title><content type='html'>Because I am stupid enough and you would agree right?&lt;br /&gt;One stupid yet honest mistake and I ruined it. Fucking genius.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even like this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7400637437985456578?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7400637437985456578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7400637437985456578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7400637437985456578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7400637437985456578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-one-of-those-fucking-nights.html' title='Just one of those fucking nights'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7250896059726879375</id><published>2011-12-10T22:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:31:05.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2dFlNPM-2c/TuN3G_sFq3I/AAAAAAAABDg/hs9S2S3Tw98/s400/best.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684518116730973042" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evchlweDDoU/TuN3GsK6-2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/4l00VQxASfE/s400/309075_10150569355169838_587559837_11543653_285701281_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684518111491586914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awwwwwh we look so young then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to craft a proper 500th post but lol I am too lazy :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHOULD BE STUDYING RIGHT NOW, BUT I AM TOO TIRED. Will get back to it as soon as I finish blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad. Arra probably has landed in Philippines. Thank goodness I managed to see her off. Won't be seeing her till...... 29 December. Oh yes, I sent my bestfriend off at the airport! It was supposed to be a surprised but Arra saw the four of us even before we'd seen her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late. No surprise. Was running late cause I was still writing her a letter. Hahahahaha trust me, the last time I wrote a letter &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; long was in Sec 4. Good old days. Writing letters to one another. Missed writing and especially reading replies from them :( Hmmm wouldn't it be cute if you wrote letters to your boyfriend for fun, like weekly or monthly? And he replies you back by snail mail. The idea of it is simply so cute. *melts* But oh well, the time hasn't come for me yet. Sigh. Anyways, so after I wrote the letter, I rushed out looking like a complete mess and walked to the busstop opposite SAC. And thank goodness, 24 came along and I boarded it :D At that point of time, I thought I wouldn't get to meet Arra cause she had to go around 3pm? Furthermore, I had no clue of how to go to the Budget Terminal. I could board the shuttle bus from Terminal 2 but I was really running late! I know there was a stop I could alight at and walk 300 plus metres...... (Did my research lol) But I was afraid of losing my way since I am pretty bad at directions. Kept my eyes glued to the windows to look out for the building or some sort of signage! Saw people alighting at this particular stop so..... I followed them! Hahahahaha. Seriously I was following these strangers. Felt weird. Cause I don't really know where they're heading either. They just looked like they were going to the airport lol. So I walked behind these people to the underpass and yay I was already on the other side. So I followed these 2 men............... And ended up at another building :x HAHAHAHAHA note to self and lesson learnt: Do not fully follow random strangers, look out for signage!!!! Cause I actually saw the departure/arrival sign that said it was right ahead. But I chose to follow those people. #dumb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found my way and made it in time to send Arra off! :D So glad to see her family too. Aubrey's so sweet. She hugged me before she went in ;) Went home with Moon afterwards, with her jokes hahahahaha omg the bush joke. And yay I successfully told a joke to Moon! She laughed ^^ Hahahahaha I am known to be bad at jokes, really. My jokes...... I don't even try telling any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Arra and her family has landed safely in the Philippines! :) And thank you Moon for your &lt;i&gt;pembantuan&lt;/i&gt; lol #insidejoke Without you planning it for us, I probably won't get to see Arra off :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I am still pretty bummed about that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you just ignore me? Haven't we always smiled at each other since I was in 1.2 :( He will usually smile first. I know this sounds ridiculous. But it's just really upsetting. Okay I don't know how to put it without sounding immature....... Sigh. Was it cause that day where I accidentally exclaimed about my eye candy? Why do I keep doing the silliest things. Only Aleh looks at me now. It just sucks. We do cross paths, but when we do, my idiotic reflex is to look away when he's about to turn. He doesn't smile at me like he used to. And that time when the opportunity was there, I smiled at him first. I'm pretty sure he saw me but he look away. And my day was ruined hahahahahahaha k obviously not. But I'm just...... Oh well. What can I do anyways. Omg I think I sound fucking immature. #letmebejustthisonce hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go back to studying! Goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't blogged about the concert or the hotel yet right.......... Till next time ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still the cutest, oddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7250896059726879375?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7250896059726879375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7250896059726879375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7250896059726879375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7250896059726879375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/500th.html' title='500th'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2dFlNPM-2c/TuN3G_sFq3I/AAAAAAAABDg/hs9S2S3Tw98/s72-c/best.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2931812703241147443</id><published>2011-12-09T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T02:47:14.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall through the clouds, sink into the grass</title><content type='html'>Build your walls of ignorance so you won't get yourself hurt unnecessarily.&lt;div&gt;Don't bother questioning your feelings, you're tired of uncertainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Push yourself harder in the direction of reality, even if the idea doesn't please you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Exception, or just an option?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;State of mind: Incoherent, or maybe I'm just mentally tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2931812703241147443?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2931812703241147443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2931812703241147443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2931812703241147443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2931812703241147443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/fall-through-clouds-sink-into-grass.html' title='Fall through the clouds, sink into the grass'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5982178568898330219</id><published>2011-12-03T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:05:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>A lazy Saturday but I managed to get quite a bit of things done today :) Met Sab at my house bus stop and boarded 17 to Tassha's place. We're supposed to be at Loyang Point but everyone decided to sleep in since it was such a nice, cold weather! Sab missed my house bus stop lol so she had to walk from the inter, and she didn't realised she was on 60 which was a loop bus!!!! She could have just stayed on the bus.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we noms on the bus hehehehehe. I &lt;i&gt;thought &lt;/i&gt;I knew the directions since Tassha told me to alight at the bus stop after the stop I usually alight at to go to her house. Little did I know, that she was referring to the bus stop in the other direction :P That was where our little adventure in &lt;i&gt;Paris &lt;/i&gt;started. Just to add on to the drama, it started pouring! Thank goodness for Google Map, we tried to find the way to Loyang Point. Hmmmm, so we assume it was pretty near! Well, it was....... If not for the detour we made! We kept walking and walking till we realised we weren't on the right track lol. I guess we're both pretty hopeless at directions.  And we ended up walking to the bus stop opposite the stop where I usually alighted at.............. Poor us :( Looked at the buses that will head to Loyang Point! And we saw 109!!!!!!! But boooooo it was gonna take 16 mins to arrive. Since it was a mere 500m walk, we started walking since we're too impatient to wait for the bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started walking once again and according to the Google Map directions, we were supposed to make a left turn at Drive 2. We were at the cross junction, and Sab said, "I always wrote this in my composition, 'stood at the cross junction and wondered which path to take'. Now it's the literal meaning!" LOL. And that smartypants decided to make a right turn and crossed the road............. T.T When Google Map clearly stated make a left turn!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so much walking and arguing, we finally reached Loyang Point! Tassha was already there, since her bro so sweet drove her there~ Got a treat from Sab hehehehehehe cause we walked so much :x But hurhurhurhur, the printing shop was closed. WE HAD TO GET QUOTATIONS BUT IT JUST HAD TO BE CLOSED TODAY. WHY!!!!!!! So irritating :( We just chilled at macs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Sab shared her story with us, oh oh and Tassha too ;) I was just being whiny like usual :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we still had to get the quotations for the proposal, Sab and me went to Tamps! Camwhored in the bus #likeaboss ^^ And the shop didn't have the quotations that we needed. Sigh. So we went to Fairprice to find food products with Healthier Choice symbols. SO HARD TO FIND. I still don't get how Jacob crackers has no HCS!!! Walao. All the snack bars also. Make life difficult for us. Fortunately, we found a few food items ^^ These kids would love us for spamming them with food :D Also, we went to Royal Sporting House. Found balls that we can purchase for the prizes!!!!! It's not very expensive either so phew. And lol I never knew shuttlecocks and tennis balls weren't expensive. LOL SAB SAID SHUTTLECOCKS AS BADMINTON COCKS. LOL SERIOUSLY. And finally, Toys R Us! Found the beach ball, hula hoops and Twister!!! And omg, there's Twister Hopscotch and Hula Hoop. How cool is that. I wanna play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOARDED THE TRAIN TO PASIR RIS HEHEHEHEHE AND CAMWHORED. LOTS OF STUPID SHOTS ;) Had a great time today and well, it took my mind of things :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm home and my parents are still out :( Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should continue with my proposal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey you, I'm really sorry. I don't even know why am I so dumb at times, or maybe most of the times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5982178568898330219?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5982178568898330219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5982178568898330219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5982178568898330219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5982178568898330219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2113896119172179149</id><published>2011-12-01T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:34:30.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello December</title><content type='html'>Just came back from dinner at Simpang with the girlies :) Laughing our ass off, like we own the place. Felt good to spend the first of the month with these crazy bunch. It took us like 5 weeks to have a proper dinner together! Yes, it's that long. Crazy clashing schedules, we barely get to see one another. Even if we do, it would only be for an hour max. Hurhurhur, Amanda wasn't there though! Well, next time must have complete reunion. With the 3 boys toooooooooo :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny how we kinda partied hard today but we still have school tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness I've spent the night with the girls. I've been feeling under the weather. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't have let anyone in yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2113896119172179149?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2113896119172179149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2113896119172179149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2113896119172179149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2113896119172179149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-december.html' title='Hello December'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7532989599138108099</id><published>2011-11-30T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:31:53.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking perfection</title><content type='html'>What a month. &lt;div&gt;Concert's over. I should do a post on it but maybe some other time? Hmmm. Proposal's due next week. Term test in 2 weeks' time. I should probably start panicking already. In fact, I am already panicky regarding the proposal.............. Just wanna do a really good job on it and get started on revision. Sigh. It's gonna be December in an hour's time. And before we know it, it would be a new chapter of our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All along I tried figuring it out, but I still have no clue. It's pretty taxing, isn't it? I don't know what's going on either. What am I saying? I don't know either. Hahahahaha gibberish much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h6MKlocGlZs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just feel like listening to this. He's so good ;) No pun intended lol. K bye I should go back and work on my proposal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7532989599138108099?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7532989599138108099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7532989599138108099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7532989599138108099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7532989599138108099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/11/seeking-perfection.html' title='Seeking perfection'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/h6MKlocGlZs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4433216394779058025</id><published>2011-11-12T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:21:11.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I must say I have been very emotional lately.............. And almost everything gets on my nerves. I don't really like November. I'm sorry to those people I've been very whiny/negative/pissed/angry/etc to these past few days. Pretty sure I've got on your nerves too. Really am so so so sorry :( To those that listened and cheered me up, thank you very much x&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to sort out my feelings and everything else. Things will fall in place soon, I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4433216394779058025?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4433216394779058025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4433216394779058025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4433216394779058025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4433216394779058025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4292297738447412916</id><published>2011-11-03T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:14:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it was all in my head</title><content type='html'>I freaking overslept today. My mum woke me up at 9 before she left for my grandma's place I suppose but I decided to shut my eyes for merely 5 minutes......... And I woke up close to 3 hours later :O Mad panic/rush cause I had a meeting at 11am!!!! Sorry guys :( And the fact I had no clock in my room didn't help either!!! I had like 3 missed calls and quite a bit of texts when I rushed to check my phone. Since I couldn't make it for the lecture........ I decided to skip it whoopsie. I was so pissed seriously like what was wrong with me. It's only the second week of school and I'm so messed up already. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it rained when I decided to walk to the interchange :'( Made me feel even shittier. Hahahahaha emo nemo day. Well, thank goodness, the rest of the day didn't turn out so bad. It was pretty good. Lab wasn't as bad as I thought it would be! We'll be making mini mango and nut cheesecake for our product innovation ^^ Pretty excited to make and nom nom hehehehehe. And lab ended early! It didn't take 4 hours phew. It was so weird to be in a lab without the whole of A2. No pedo doing weird things lol. Or we girls laughing at everything. Bitch fights. Hmmmm we got to nom on sushi ^^ then went to T1 to get the altered blazer omg I think it was our 5th time at G2000 hahahahaha. AND THE FLORAL SHIRT LOL. Seriously...... And the grey pullover so nice leh. I wonder if we'll ever end up at G2000 again. IF WE DO OH GOSH. HAHAHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And something bad happened at home :( My fan had a mini explosion and there was a spark/small fire/whatever that was scared the shit out of me and the house blacked out right away. Not cool okay. Seriously. I was going to sleep/nap. Then seriously, I hate the circuit box. I can never figure it out. Hurhurhur. And once again, it was only me and my mum at home. My dad was at work. We ended up calling my brother hehehehe no choice lah. And he came and he said his magical fingers did the work lol. I felt super dumb please, all I had to do was to push that damn switch a little harder. Zzz. But I love my brother for coming over lol for the second time ^^ Love you xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feeling really warm :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope tomorrow will be a better day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7/9 more days. I almost forgot how what it felt like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4292297738447412916?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4292297738447412916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4292297738447412916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4292297738447412916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4292297738447412916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/11/maybe-it-was-all-in-my-head.html' title='Maybe it was all in my head'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6046696569327454620</id><published>2011-10-26T02:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T03:05:10.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you like a love song baby</title><content type='html'>School has started and I'm already hating it. I am so exhausted. 8am lectures, totally not cool. Well other than the fact there are no tutorials or labs this week, there's nothing much, worth rejoicing for. Not having the full clique around simply sucks sigh :( And it's only the second day of school. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreading the projects already. Had FPQAP practical for the first time, so it was the first time seeing the rest of our new "class"? Terribly awkward to the ultimate maximum. I've always loved having practicals cause of all the nonsensical things we end up doing, laughing our heart out and actually enjoying our lab sessions to some extent. Maybe cause it was the first lab session? Sigh. It was nerve wrecking too, cause we had to form groups and I'm like "who are these people/what am I doing here.........". It still hasn't really sink in that I'm a Food Science student. Throughout the lab session, I was only present physically. Forever wondering why I am in that lab hahahahaha. I'm so thankful that our group is okay. It was pretty weird cause I am so used to speak my mind hahahahaha it was so awkward. Holding back cause I'm still new to these people. Thank goodness I have Tassha and Sab! I miss Sherman, Joel and Matthew so badly. No more golden trio/mat rep/pedo/emoboy. Well, I guess we'll always have to make way to new things in life :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys. I want all of us to be together :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring whenever wherever with my laptop, and this is just 10% probably hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials, lectures, concourse, study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBQsrAIIWz8/TqcGptlApKI/AAAAAAAABCs/WDLKqsUTFN4/s1600/Picture0967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBQsrAIIWz8/TqcGptlApKI/AAAAAAAABCs/WDLKqsUTFN4/s400/Picture0967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667505969748288674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsyOy8CixEg/TqcGpoIS9VI/AAAAAAAABCk/ixukPq1tJ0E/s1600/Picture1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsyOy8CixEg/TqcGpoIS9VI/AAAAAAAABCk/ixukPq1tJ0E/s400/Picture1239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667505968285676882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlYJHvszr3E/TqcGp22IvkI/AAAAAAAABC8/pM0C1Q0zCFw/s1600/Picture0958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA EC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6046696569327454620?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6046696569327454620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6046696569327454620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6046696569327454620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6046696569327454620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-you-like-love-song-baby.html' title='I love you like a love song baby'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBQsrAIIWz8/TqcGptlApKI/AAAAAAAABCs/WDLKqsUTFN4/s72-c/Picture0967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8467461753317420778</id><published>2011-10-20T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T02:19:04.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of my head, pretty please?</title><content type='html'>What a long day! And back aches now nyeh. Somehow, I feel accomplished to some extent today. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few points I like to mention lol&lt;br /&gt;1. Woke up early and I wasn't cranky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the very few days I actually did so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Accompanied my mum to do grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filial daughter ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Baked meringues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slightly unsuccessful imo but the usual supper people had pretty good comments, so yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A pretty decent practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I was literally the last to take the practical today. I was so nervous. My slot was at 5pm but I think I only started around 6.30pm!!!!! So spent the waiting time watching the rest carry out the procedures a few times. I guessed it helped. I managed to memorise the answers for the questions they were gonna ask. I did screw up a little. Hehehehehehe my bare hand was in contact with the bread when I evidently had one glove on other hand. So retarded. And washing the cutting board twice zzz. I had both Dr Mabel and Mr Vincent testing me not fair. The rest one had either of them. It was pressuring to have them staring at you, just waiting for you to make a mistake. Mr Vincent was so adorable!!!! He wanted to scold but I couldn't help but to smile at him. Whoops. Dr Mabel was nice too :)  It was so stressful, gosh. And the fact she mentioned you can't take the module if you failed the practical. In short, the practical went pretty smooth. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the lab around 7 plus? Was late for band, again. That would be the third time, in a row. But this one was valid ;) Hmmm bad day for me in band cause I was so tired. And damn, the instrument won't be there on Friday :( Anyways we had supper at Prata Paradise! I wasn't supposed to have supper but I was starving. Nyeh. Had paper thosai ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K now my tummy feels funny why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GONNA MEET MY BBGS FOR LUNCH AND SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to wear lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: To try baking meringues again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my awesome bitches for life know me too well. It's like they can read my mind. No matter how hard I try to deny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8467461753317420778?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8467461753317420778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8467461753317420778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8467461753317420778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8467461753317420778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-out-of-my-head-pretty-please.html' title='Get out of my head, pretty please?'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6702244653788889825</id><published>2011-10-19T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T14:48:09.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, run, runaway, runaway baby</title><content type='html'>Hmm so I have a practical in 2 hours' time, I'm kinda freaked out but sigh I hope it'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm kinda bummed that the first batch of meringues didn't turn so well, it's fine but the perfectionist deep down inside of me says it isn't. Lost my touch in baking I guess :( Hope the other one will be okay. Sigh. I should go shower again and get ready for school. I'm getting nervous, no joke. A little comforting will help right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6702244653788889825?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6702244653788889825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6702244653788889825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6702244653788889825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6702244653788889825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/run-run-runaway-runaway-baby.html' title='Run, run, runaway, runaway baby'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1707527268777896380</id><published>2011-10-15T02:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T03:10:25.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I know you so well.</title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome day. Spent with Arina and Syaf xx. I missed you guys so much :'( Bai if you're reading this, I miss you too. But you couldn't be there cause for obvious reasons, we're getting your presents! Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 in the morning to get ready to meet Arina to send her to the hospital. For her physical training! I was such a zombie. Had only about 4 hours of sleep. Hehehehehe was watching HIMYM that's why! Anyways, I spent the whole time playing Tap Tap Glee while waiting for Arina to finish her session. Butt cramp please. And damn, all the guys that were at the waiting area were pretty cute ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then off to Town!!!!!!! Best part of the day please. K I seriously hate Ion cause the whole place is so confusing omg. We almost got lost trying to find Popeyes! Cursing Google for thinking it lied to us but sorry Google, you're always right. We were the ones bad at directions hahahahaha.  Had lunch at Popeyes nom nom nom. So we did several rounds trying to find the right gifts!!! We were drained by the time we bought what we decided on! K shall not talk about the gifts (in case Bai reads this post hahahahahah hi bai!) We went into this comics shop that was selling that comics characters shirts!!!!! So awesome. There was Superman, Green Lantern, Batman, Joker, Wonderwoman! Bought a shirt there hehehehehe. Took forever to decide on the colour lol. So hmm basically we went to a few shops, River Island, Forever 21, Topshop, New Look, Warehouse, Uniqlo and a few others I think. Stopped by Starbucks for a drink to energise! Got myself some stuffs! #happygirl1993 Had so much fun trying on clothes to decide which to get and lol we were exchanging the shirts cause our changing rooms were right across one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Cine and were meeting Syaf there too! To get Sticky and to see the slippers at New Urban Male! AND OMG ON THE WAY THERE WE SAW A BEETLE CAR HAHAHAHAH SO I COULD NOT POSSIBLY RESIST TO WHACK ARINA'S HEAD. HAHAHAHAHA poor girl she didn't know what was going on. Sorry buddy I love you hehehehehe. It was so funny. I was hitting her head but it was written all over her face that she had no idea what was going on. And panic attack and embarrassing moment when I thought I lost my wallet after withdrawing my money. And once again, sorry Arina :( I seriously need to get a new wallet. The wallet wasn't missing, it was under the table lol. Then an interesting encounter at Sticky! This really pretty girl started talking to me about the sticky that the person handed out to us. It was damn sour omg. But it was freshly made so it was still warm. But lol we talked for quite abit and all along I was standing next to her thinking her was queuing but no she wasn't hahahahaha. Mmm went to NUM but sigh no size so didn't get any slippers :( So sad. But the colours were meh anyways. Visited Leftfoot, Vans and Rockstar. No nice baggu. Only the acid washed ones. Vans........ Lol I guess we were all too tired already by then. What a long day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I was terribly late for band. The train was so packed it didn't move at all so I thought it would be a better idea to take the bus back to Bedok. But lol traffic was pretty bad cause it was rush hour. Bus was so packed too omg :( So I reached TP around 7.40pm hahahahahaha so late omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual for band and had supper with the usual gang! So that was pretty much how my day went :) K ending it abruptly cause I am getting tired already whoopsie. Need to go school tomorrow to open the room for Alumni with Val, Alvin and Dyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's goodnight then ;) After one episode of HIMYM #addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's hard to believe when my heart doesn't beat faster when I'm around you? Infatuation phase might just have ended. I guess it's a good sign hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2. Urgh it is seriously getting on my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1707527268777896380?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1707527268777896380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1707527268777896380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1707527268777896380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1707527268777896380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/cause-i-know-you-so-well.html' title='Cause I know you so well.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6820666915474341163</id><published>2011-10-13T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:17:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't it be you.</title><content type='html'>So I finally got to eat my garlic bread yay. But no mushroom soup :( And it would probably be the last time I'll be eating Turkey Bacon Cheesy Crumble at Pastamania. It was quite nice, I guess.... But there was too much cheese spammed all over and there was too little sauce. Anyways it was good day spent outside! Finally get to go out for some fresh air ^^ Been at home for too long, everyday seems like a cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes finally done with the band's attendance and sent it wheee. I officially have nothing to do already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 2 years ago, I would be cramming all my notes for O's. I seriously wonder how I managed to pull through such a shitty period of my life. So much stress, drama and heartbreak. Hahahahahaha typical 16 year old phase. Looking back, I guess I didn't really regret most of my decisions. Though my life didn't go as planned, it actually was something I'd least expect and wished had not happened to me, but I guess it's not so bad after all. And now, I am enjoying life as it is :) 2 years ago was O's. Now it's sooooo last season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Less than a month to go. I can't wait. In your face, bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6820666915474341163?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6820666915474341163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6820666915474341163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6820666915474341163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6820666915474341163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-cant-it-be-you.html' title='Why can&apos;t it be you.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8083362113883830545</id><published>2011-10-08T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:44:51.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling slowly</title><content type='html'>Hmmmmmm so &lt;i&gt;interesting &lt;/i&gt;fact of the day, I was awake for 24 hours!!! As a result of drinking coffee :( Eh wait it was the mocha frappe. Whoops. And I thought band would tire me out. But noooooo I stayed awake till 9am! I dozed off at 9 plus plus when my alarm when off lulz. Even the trumpet solo couldn't wake me up. Then woke up 12. Hahahahahahah seriously body clock is so so so screwed. Wanted macs brekkie actually. But I slept through zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice last night was not bad I guess. Played my favourite movement for Fifth Suite!!! Hahahahah favourite cause it's the last movement hehehehe and because it's so upbeat and happy. But but but bummed by the fact that each time I tried&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;playing louder, I get drowned. Need to work on it seriously. Not gonna give up ^^ Gonna make full use of the time left in TP Band. One year plus left omg. Can't believe it already gonna be 2.2 :( Don't really wanna start school actually. Sigh. Pretty psyched to know my new classmates but separating from A10A2 is just beyond my imagination. It's like we've grown so much together within a span of 2 years. My crazy classmates are the awesomest. Hahahahaha okay I think we &lt;i&gt;could possibly be &lt;/i&gt;the &lt;s&gt;noisiest&lt;/s&gt; class. Okay we aren't noisy hehehehe but we're a bunch of hyper people and I love being around this people. Forever poking fun at one another, laughing at our crazy antics. Pulling through each shitty day together as one :) Man, I am so gonna miss these people. Spazzing about kpop, our eyecandies, pure rants/talking/bitching heheheh, the boys forever making us LOL and our inside jokes. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much we've grown :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io34MDxViMY/TpA_ZWG6ngI/AAAAAAAAA_k/_hCN7ZH18-s/s1600/27218_1268097750332_1466460252_30565182_1185699_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io34MDxViMY/TpA_ZWG6ngI/AAAAAAAAA_k/_hCN7ZH18-s/s1600/27218_1268097750332_1466460252_30565182_1185699_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5wYFHWZbbo/TpA_FLAUj9I/AAAAAAAAA_g/wLMBdUssEJ4/s1600/198743_10150395160264838_587559837_10435862_8320730_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5wYFHWZbbo/TpA_FLAUj9I/AAAAAAAAA_g/wLMBdUssEJ4/s1600/198743_10150395160264838_587559837_10435862_8320730_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall stop here for now. My nose is running like mad omg. Been like this since 4 zzz my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8083362113883830545?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8083362113883830545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8083362113883830545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8083362113883830545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8083362113883830545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/ridiculous.html' title='Falling slowly'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io34MDxViMY/TpA_ZWG6ngI/AAAAAAAAA_k/_hCN7ZH18-s/s72-c/27218_1268097750332_1466460252_30565182_1185699_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7185497225716684561</id><published>2011-10-02T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T04:13:08.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire in your eyes</title><content type='html'>I guess fate can be pretty funny at times. It's not exactly a bad thing but it's just mildly interesting to see how your life unfolds from where it began. Like how you used to be so head over heels over this dude, and now he's pretty much like a friend. He is a friend but whoah, you were so crazy back then. Now you're like.... "Mmm this is weird, how did I even fall for him?"&lt;br /&gt;K I mean he's a nice guy but that's not the point hahahaha. It's funny how I wished I would bump into him on busrides or go all squirmy if he texts me. Infatuation, another funny thing. But let's not go there. Hmmm so I guess it's odd how we got closer as I started to like him a little lesser each day. I'd probably freaked out and hyperventilate an hour before each time I meet him if I'd still liked him. Imagine if we were getting closer, and I had feelings for him. Imagine if I had the guts to confess. It would be nasty....... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You can always plan your life out. But, fate comes into the picture and may "mess" up the idea that you laid out. But I guess this makes things less expected. Like fate brought us together and I became friends with the guy I had a crush on. You can say my feelings were &lt;i&gt;crushed &lt;/i&gt;(hahahaha pun intended) but hey I got to be friends with him. Blessing, definitely. Fate. Some things are meant to be, while some just aren't. It's sad. But I guess that's how things should work anyway. Fate is like an element of excitement in your life. May or may not be to your liking. But you gotta suck it up. And it sets in the harsh reality in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still just as awkward but less awkward cause there's strictly no feelings involved. The flame had slowly died off in the process, by gentle wind or probably extinguished cause it was too dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't any flame anymore. Time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7185497225716684561?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7185497225716684561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7185497225716684561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7185497225716684561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7185497225716684561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/10/fire-in-your-eyes.html' title='Fire in your eyes'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1117748146053122041</id><published>2011-09-30T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:20:40.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 9am today. Biggest accomplishment of the week!!! Okay I did wake up at 7.45am on Tuesday but I merely had 2 hours of sleep the night before. I actually turned in at 1am? But tossed and turned in bed for quite awhile...... And kept waking up in between my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, I woke up with Final Fantasy VII in my head. Even my subconscious mind is in a band mode. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to go grocery shopping and have mother and daughter time with ibu! :) I love spending time with my mum. So we had breakfast together. Walked to Bedok inter and we were mad starving. Had mee goreng for breakfast and it was alotttttt. I am still full from that till now. Did some catching up with my mum. Never got bored talking to her. My mum is cool but..... She's always worried about me getting into trouble, doing things that even I cannot imagine myself doing. Funny. Funny how she thinks it was a possibility when she clearly knows I have no boyfriend. *depressed mode on* Okay now that sounds wrong. I meant she was afraid that people (relatives, most likely) would see me with my (non-existent) boyfriend doing inappropriate things in the eye of the public. She reminded me I have 3 brothers on the lookout. Lulz seriously, why do I have to be the youngest? I guessed she's just afraid I would turn out like my older sister when she was in her teens. But nah, if I wanted to, I'd probably did so long time ago. I'm too innocent hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm so we did some grocery shopping at Sheng Shiong. Bought Gong Cha at Bedok Point toooooo yay ^^ Now I'm back home, lazing in my bed! Band later............. *yawns* I better start on calculating the percentage for the attendance for this semester :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I immerse myself in such depressing work hahahahaha, I shall watch HIMYM and TBBT first :P Almost done with Season 1 for both yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or TBBT&amp;gt;HIMYM? Don't judge me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1117748146053122041?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1117748146053122041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1117748146053122041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1117748146053122041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1117748146053122041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-woke-up-at-9am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1316883587219259631</id><published>2011-09-24T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T19:48:32.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space</title><content type='html'>I don't know who to talk to right now. I haven't cried so badly in ages. I feel so targeted at the moment. I never thought this could be an issue for them...... And it was the first time my brother made me cry this bad. I never cried in front of my siblings before. I didn't expect myself to break down either. I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I go home really late on multiple band days. But for goodness sake, it's because I have a fucking band meeting to attend to. Why can't you guys be more reasonable? It's not as if I do this every single day. I fucking stayed home all this while because of how things are now. I never complained. I do need space. I do have a social life. Is it wrong for me to stay out late once in a while? I even told them beforehand that I was going to be home really late. There's things to be addressed and discussed. And with the concert coming, come on, there's more to a band than you think there is. Yes, I may not be the best player in the band and I don't even play well, but I enjoy being in a band. I don't think I'll continue this band journey after poly....... So why won't you let me enjoy it while I still can? I know I get pretty negative about band related stuffs or whatever but honestly, I like being in a band. I get frustrated when  I can't play and mess my rhythm, but the company, the feeling where you feel you belong somewhere makes up for it. It's not like it takes place every day. Just twice a week. Band's not affecting my studies either. In actual fact, it improved. Not fantastic but you get my point. I am not some wild child, so please understand me. I'm not up to no good. I'm just attending band practice and meetings, a little bit of social life with my band friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they're being protective of me. I understand. But I do hope they'll understand me too. Understand how I feel and how I want to still stay in band. I made a choice to be in one, and I will stick with it. Despite the unhappiness just now, my brother and sister did come into the room to comfort me after they saw me breaking down. I'm thankful for that. x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel horrible. I usually listen to people telling me their troubles but I don't know how to pour my heart out right now. I can't seem to piece my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could do that. Plus a hug would suffice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iwictty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1316883587219259631?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1316883587219259631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1316883587219259631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1316883587219259631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1316883587219259631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/space.html' title='Space'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6620580529947738172</id><published>2011-09-23T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:41:28.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playful thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've always wondered, why they do things on impulse and not think it through? Follow your heart but shouldn't decisions be made in a proper manner? Your heart is filled with so much emotions, will you be able to make the right decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get mad at them but I'm not in their shoes. I want to be angry, just maybe for a while more because I have feelings. I really don't mind. But sometimes when it's all bottled up, it's insane. Then you cry in your heart cause no one listens to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's not their fault either. I don't understand how exactly they feel. I can relate but I won't know how badly it hurts. Or what exactly going on? Hmm what the hell am I ranting about.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bad friend, I realised. I think I've wandered off in my own little world for a tad too long. I still care, always will. Sorry if I seem so ignorant. Still the same old me, who probably still scream at you for pulling me during the 2.4km run. Lulz I must have seemed possessed that day. Hi Bai, Arina and Syaf. I miss you guys. All the best for your A's okay :) It sure has been crazy right? Push on guys, last lap!!! I know you guys can do it xxx You guys can laugh at me when your A's are over cause I still have one more year in poly oh gosh. Hahahahaha. Anyways we should catch up soon. It's been a while :(                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ihftmyscfmfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6620580529947738172?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6620580529947738172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6620580529947738172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6620580529947738172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6620580529947738172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/playful-thoughts.html' title='Playful thoughts'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5732335623096909207</id><published>2011-09-21T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:30:50.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you remember, the 21st night of September~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF1dEZ-sQSM/Tnn-W7P944I/AAAAAAAAA_c/S0uetDEcAeA/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF1dEZ-sQSM/Tnn-W7P944I/AAAAAAAAA_c/S0uetDEcAeA/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654830476955607938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through my tk folder and saw this photo of us. Band gang! And Cheryl! Hahahahaha why was the tiger mascot there? And awwwwh Daphne your hair! I think you cut it yourself? Each time I go pp, I think of the times I've spent it with tk people. I see girls in green and I actually miss being in that uniform. Oh gosh I miss you guys so much. I miss tk. I miss my tk girls. I miss my tk band people :( It's been ages. I wanna go to the breakwaters with you guys. Blowing bubbles like little kids. Running into the sea and getting wet. CAMWHOREEEEE. Do crazy things. I need to catch up with my tk people. How are you guys :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly reminded of PT every Tuesday and Thursday. Running 10 rounds. Then climbing back to the 4th floor in sweat or making our way to the courtyard. Basketball (where you guys play and I just stay away from the ball, sitting at the side hahahaha). Randomly laying down on the court to see the stars in the night sky. Crying so much on farewell night. Unfinished business. I miss band in TK. My 18 year old bby in tk that looks so much better than the tuba in TP lulz. Sigh I wanna go back but sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is bad. I am so bored now :( I have been at home for 2 days straight. And all I do is pretty much like this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Snooze my first alarm at 9.30am&lt;br /&gt;2. Wake up at the fifth alarm, around 12 noon&lt;br /&gt;3. Laze in bed till I feel like getting up&lt;br /&gt;4. Bathe at 1 because my mum will be screaming&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch dramas till 3&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat my brunch&lt;br /&gt;7. Play Sims on fb&lt;br /&gt;8. Tumblr/Drama&lt;br /&gt;9. Nap&lt;br /&gt;10. Dramas/Tumblr/Sims&lt;br /&gt;11. Msn till really late&lt;br /&gt;12. Dramas&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;s&gt;Talk to myself to&lt;/s&gt; sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this cycle repeats itself over and over again. This cycle is pretty unhealthy. Isolating myself from the world and comforting myself with food. At this rate, I will definitely gain weight hahahahaha already gaining them and lulz I don't really give a damn ;) Maybe, just maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;I wake up early tomorrow...... I should jog? HAHAHAHAHA oh the horror. But seriously I need to get out of the house. And clean my room too. It's in a mess. But if I clean my room, I'll definitely get a runny nose. My sensitive nose sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 11pm and I'm already so bored. How to survive the rest of the holidays like this? Nyeh. Should I try calling up the job Sab texted me about? But I am really, really getting lazy. #badexcuse We'll see I guess? Work = $$$ I want $$$ but so lazy to work lulz. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5732335623096909207?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5732335623096909207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5732335623096909207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5732335623096909207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5732335623096909207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-remember-21st-night-of-september.html' title='Do you remember, the 21st night of September~'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF1dEZ-sQSM/Tnn-W7P944I/AAAAAAAAA_c/S0uetDEcAeA/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1007426380648977738</id><published>2011-09-20T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T02:59:10.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How am I supposed to know</title><content type='html'>It was pouring when I woke up. So I went back to sleep. I snoozed my alarm multiple times or did I just slept through it? It was a bad idea to change my alarm to Ponyo. The trumpet solo is so soothing so I think I probably went back to sleep. I really love the trumpet solo #justsaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I just laze in bed till about 12 plus? Bathed and then locked myself in my room watching dramas. Loving this life so freaking much. I am playing Sims on fb and Pottermore (slightly neglected cause Sims is more fun hehehehe). I have no idea why me and Amanda are dating on Sims. Hello where are you Prince Charming? Create a Sims account please? ;) I forsee the rest of the week, pretty much like this. Mundane but hey, I'm not complaining. No calls from any companies so I guess it's just a sign for me to recuperate from such a torturing semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Can't believe results are out! Okay this is delayed. I am just thankful for my results. Not impressive but I guess improvements do count right? Not gonna mull over it ;) The best part about results is that my parents won't know how I did. Well my mum did ask..... She didn't really nag heh. At least not both of them know if not. Hmmm. Remember those days you dread bringing home your report book? I've always dreaded it. I remember failing so many subjects in sec3. Honestly what was I thinking to even put tk as a first choice? I did so badly in tk. The fact that I wasn't one of those &amp;lt;20 points for O's shows alot right? 21 points sigh. Forever will be that 21 pointer. Which is so retarded. If I got 20 points, I could have used my 4 bonus point. Studied like mad for hml and attended cca all the way and I couldn't even use any :( Well, a part of me just wished I was in JC. But, thankfully I am not there cause I would have probably suffered there. Never really knew what I wanted back then either so being in poly is indeed a blessing in disguise. It had been an interesting journey. Imagine if I didn't reject RP. Travelling to Woodlands every single day. So many things wouldn't have happened. I like how things are now anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band today. Problem lies with me. Lack of practice and I am a lazy girl, I admit. What happened to the band geek in me? Sigh. Note to self: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to pull up your socks and practiseeeeee.&lt;/span&gt; Mmm 2 months more to concert!!! Dear friends, please come for my concert. I love the feeling of performing for people you know. It just feels so good. I remember tearing up cause my tk friends didn't come at all :'( Lovely chubis came to watch though xxx So please, please make it for my concert! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26th November 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I think my post is pretty incoherent. I have quite abit on my mind right now :( Could it be true? They say never assume. Sigh you stupid fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things always appear alright on the surface. Barriers surrounding you but will you  build a bridge to cross over? It should be fixed while it's not beyond repair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings you should stop making a mess of things.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1007426380648977738?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1007426380648977738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1007426380648977738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1007426380648977738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1007426380648977738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-am-i-supposed-to-know.html' title='How am I supposed to know'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8166727541000864669</id><published>2011-09-17T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:51:39.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faint memories</title><content type='html'>The reason why I didn't want to tell you is because I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; someone whom you'd least expect. All you need to know is I meant every single thing I said. Time's flying too fast and we're both drifting apart. I wouldn't know what to do if I ever bump into you one fine day. Would it be awkward? Cause if it's gonna be awkward..... That's really heartbreaking :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find awkward situations mildly irritating. Cause these situations were actually avoidable till people start holding back. You each have your pieces to say but you choose to hold back every bit of it. Various reasons. Maybe cause you want to prevent any misunderstandings, or due to a past incident, a past you wish you could erase but it'll always be there...... A faint memory deep down but that's what's holding you both from holding an actual conversation which you could have. Pretty unfortunate I suppose. Or sometimes you choose to keep things yourself, thinking it would be better that way? Never. That should never be an option cause avoiding it, keeping it to yourself will never fix things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People expect too much from each other at times. I admit. I am guilty of that too. Who isn't, right? I mean these expectations and assumptions really.... Doesn't really help make things better. Maybe we should all come clean and suck it up. Whatever happens, at least we made an effort, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I'm rambling about but these 2 things have been on my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically I'll end this with&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -Practise what you preach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh why do things get so complicated? Emotions, why don't you make much sense at times?&lt;br /&gt;A better tomorrow hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8166727541000864669?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8166727541000864669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8166727541000864669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8166727541000864669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8166727541000864669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/faint-memories.html' title='Faint memories'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3323076667798197929</id><published>2011-09-15T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:59:30.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An empty mind, a heavy heart</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging lately. It's like I want to, but there's multiple factors holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;One, procrastination. Two, I can't seem to piece my thoughts together. It can really go on but I rather not hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so band has resumed! I'm glad it has cause I actually like going for practices now, compared to the past. But I usually just look forward to eating supper with the usual people. They really make me happy. Thinking about how unhappy my past was when I was in band as a freshie, I am just so delighted that things have changed for the better with these people in my life :) Maybe some things like me being the only tubist in my batch won't change, since TKGSSB days. I still wonder why. It gets pretty depressing at times. But to come think of it, I'm happy to be in my section. Okay, there are days where they annoy me or don't tell me they're not coming... Just once in a while. On most of the days, I enjoy their company. These boys make my band days. From being random and humming during tuning, they're pretty awesome guys. So many new people come into my band life this time round, and these people make band much more bearable when it's at its lowest. Committee!!!!!! Okay meetings are pretty unbearable but supper is always gooood with so many awesome people hahahaha. Supper club lulz. The most important thing is, I no longer go home alone like I used to when I was in Year 1. I still remember those days, going straight home after band, all by myself. I'm such a loser seriously. Isolation made me a very lonely person :( And a very negative one too. Thoughts of quitting were frequent. I was one emotional girl. Still am, just maybe, slightly more rationale. Going home with Valerie, Alvin and Andy made bus rides more enjoyable! And even walking home together. I don't really like walking home but with their company, I don't mind. No longer a lonely soul. I guess this year, my band life had turned around for the better? Well, I prefer this undoubtedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Went for Jalan Raya with the girls and 3 boys :B Had a great time together. Love this bunch of people to bits. We visiting Tassha's and Aisyah's, just ate ate ate ate ate ate ate all the way. Hehehehehe had pasta and baked macaroni. Nom nom nom nom nom just the thought of it is making me hungry omg. These crazy bunch of people, really, really are the ones that kept me sane throughout these 2 years. Time is flying too fast. Before we know it, we'll be in different classes :( I don't know how it'll be like without them around. Just hoping I'll have them still in my class, somehow..... Not exactly possible but I hope we'll stay tight despite our different electives and clashing schedules. Please don't let it clash so much :( Like they always say. The only constant in life is change. Some adapting is definitely necessary. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy. That's a first. Job interview tomorrow. I hope things will run smoothly and we'll get the job. Insya Allah. And hopefully I will be able to make it in time for the movie tooooooooo. I really wanna watch Johnny English Reborn! :B Excited for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my TK girls. I hope you all are doing good. Press on alright!!!!!!! It's crazy I know, it scares me seeing you guys studying so hard. Please take care too. Miss you love you all xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry I'm such a bitch :'( Dimp?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3323076667798197929?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3323076667798197929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3323076667798197929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3323076667798197929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3323076667798197929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/empty-mind-heavy-heart.html' title='An empty mind, a heavy heart'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-378064011249192194</id><published>2011-09-08T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:41:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy times are here</title><content type='html'>Food and retail therapy was fucking awesome. Great day today with the girls. I love you guys :B&lt;br /&gt;I have a fucking headache right now and my mind is in a complete mess. I should probably get some sleep soon. I have a job interview tomorrow! Hope everything goes smoothly ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-378064011249192194?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/378064011249192194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=378064011249192194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/378064011249192194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/378064011249192194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-times-are-here.html' title='Happy times are here'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4635613162317466933</id><published>2011-09-06T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:23:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it hurts instead</title><content type='html'>I wished people can be read like a map. Wouldn't it ease the complications? I'm not exactly the brightest, so can I have the easy way out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being from an all girls' school for the past 4 years has made me nothing but an awkward turtle. Ironic, but I am a loud, awkward turtle. I loved being in a girls' school. You don't really have to hold back much. You speak your mind, you get heard. Dramas are inevitable, but I am fine with it. Pretty much way of life, isn't it? With girls around, despite the drama, you'll still feel loved and secure. I was really at my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping out of the comfort zone seemed easy but fitting into a new environment wasn't. I suppose you got to go through this shit of adapting. But, hey I love poly life. If I were to choose between poly or TK...... I'll probably ask for a mix. I'm still not used to having boys around though :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought boys were pretty much like emotionless yet evil. I'm not feminist. Maybe being a girls' school made me that way. I'm not sure. I've always thought boys had multiple brick walls built around them, making them oblivious to everything in this world. Okay I think I just made myself sound like I'm all against boys. I'm not. I admit I'm not exposed to them and the amount of friends that are boys are only a handful......... Pathetic. Socially awkward person with few guy friends. I was from a co-ed primary school.... But that was like about 6 years ago. So it doesn't count. I was pretty close to boys. Then I don't know what happened. And hahahahaha I had a crush on the same guy for 2 years when I was in secondary school. That's explains right? And my girlfriends think I still do like him till now. Which is.... not true hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all the assumptions I've made, made me a very ignorant girl. Cause obviously, all I've assumed were merely just assumptions. There are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;guys who are exactly like what I'd always thought they would be but generally guys, that I know of are human-like. Hahahaha okay duh. They're actually pretty nice. I love the fact that they never fail to make us laugh. Funny people. But irritating!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Asdfghjkl my life. Can't help it for them to be irritating. Well, I've learnt quite abit these days. Guys have feelings too, just like us girls. They get angry and it's freaking scary omg. I sound super idiotic I know but I'm just new to all these things. Like seeing your guy friends angry an stuff like that. Sorry I only got girlfriends #loser And okay I do know way before this but I just you'll only know better once you've experienced it? Won't elaborate much. It was pretty nasty for me I guess : ( K I am a bitch at times so it's my fault too. But honestly, I feel like crying when these things happen but crying doesn't make things any better right? It just gets really, really frightening....... I just don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, it's these things that bring you closer right? Learning from all the mistakes made....... Will make it a better friendship right! I've still got a looooooong way to go to understanding boys. Things will all be okay right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey I just hope things will get better for us. As in things are okay just that at times we have our differences. I love your company of course. Having you guys around make my day. Eee alamak why sound so mushy........ But you get my point hahahaha. Things will fall into place xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4635613162317466933?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4635613162317466933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4635613162317466933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4635613162317466933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4635613162317466933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-it-hurts-instead.html' title='Sometimes it hurts instead'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7263860000815871376</id><published>2011-09-05T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:12:20.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotcakessss</title><content type='html'>Okay blogpost title has nothing to do with what I'm gonna write. I'm just craving for Hotcakes!!! Lulz okay I will get my hotcakes soon, I hope. That reminds me of my cheese crocketts craving. It lasted for like a month okay! Cause no one was willing to accompany me to Ikea. Okay more like I didn't ask anyone.......... But I had it right after my paper :B Was the happiest girl for like 5 minutes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm so today I went out for Raya visiting with my parents. I woke up, still feeling all sick and cranky. I'm always cranky but seriously I felt sick. Since Saturday : ( It sucks balls. I gave up on dressing up. Too lazy. So we went by bus this time cause we had no car. Nyeh. Feels like the good old days hahahahahaha. Just that I didn't wear heels back then. K omg just remembered.... I was nom-ing on my muesli bars like I haven't eaten in ages, oblivious to my surroundings, as usual hahahahahaha then as I was about to board the bus, I saw Wisnuh! Was shocked lulz. Hahahaha sometimes I wished I was less of an awkward turtle so I can communicate to people easily. Instead of that forced smile holding back all the words I had planned to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then off to Obek's and then to Nenek's :D K even though I was semi-sleepy/sick, I enjoy raya outing and visiting my relatives ~ After that we had lunch at PP :B Finally, after such a long time..... It was cool cause we were the only family in raya outfits till we left the place. BUT STILL COOL OKAY! Hahahahahaha. I was seriously having a hard time in heels this time round. Walked too much. We even walked home oh gosh. I crashed into my bed right away. Was too tired :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS I STILL WANT MY HOTCAKES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7263860000815871376?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7263860000815871376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7263860000815871376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7263860000815871376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7263860000815871376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/hotcakessss.html' title='Hotcakessss'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2448736815346539906</id><published>2011-09-04T14:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:33:41.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya + hello sweet holidays : )</title><content type='html'>Hmm, so Raya just passed too. Yes, another Raya within the exam week....... But, this time the exams were pretty much spread out so it wasn't that bad. How was Raya? I managed to sleep twice or thrice waiting for my slowpoke siblings hahahaha okay lah I am not mean, I love my siblings of course! Wanted to eat together with them.... But in the end they already at their grandma's place. Nyeh. We ate together only when we came back from visiting. Raya was pretty much the same for me. I didn't feel the Raya mood though :x So many things were happening the night before..... And exams!!! Taking turns to ask for forgiveness from our parents. Had to queue up lulz cause too many people in the house! I was the last! Lulz the youngest bloodsucker. Okay no, I'm not a vampire..... Well I do wish I was :P I'm the youngest "devil" among my siblings? Forever the one irritating my mum hahahahahaha! Asked for forgiveness from my parents and we're off to the first house! Thank goodness we drove to the houses. I would have probably tripped in my heels. Lulz. #nosurprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most memorable part of Raya this year was when Kak Diah finally came. After about a year or so of not seeing each other. I could feel the tears welled up in my eyes, especially when I saw Fatin and Kosyi. It has been too long. I miss them so much :'( I guess I didn't really show it but I really love my family. I mean, who doesn't right? This family means so much to me. When my niece and nephew came over to give me a hug, it was so heartwarming. After all this time. I guess such things are inevitable. I am so glad things are finally falling into place. It's gonna take some time for things to be back to normal. But what matters now is that things are changing, for the better : ) I should say this Raya means alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. It's finally here!!! My long, awaited, well-deserved holidays : ) It  definitely has been a crazy semester. Projects, quizzes, term tests and  exams. I am so glad all that is over! I'm just hoping for the best. I'm  pretty scared actually : ( Well, all has been done so I'll just wait  patiently. OKAY I AM NOT PATIENT LULZ I JUST WANNA PASS E V E R Y T H I N  G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait to have loadssss of fun this holidays! The BBQ was awesome guys, you know who you are ;) We went through a lot to get things together right hahahahahaha. Other than the fact that I'm sick right after the BBQ lulz. I love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2448736815346539906?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2448736815346539906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2448736815346539906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2448736815346539906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2448736815346539906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-hello-sweet-holidays.html' title='Raya + hello sweet holidays : )'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3164681470589838472</id><published>2011-08-29T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:28:50.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I have feelings too</title><content type='html'>Been wanting to blog but gah can't seem to post a proper one from my phone : ( Need to invest in a new phone? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, can someone please hear me out? I can believe I'm in tears because of this. I don't even know what's going on. Really. What the actual fuck? It hurts so fucking bad. Don't do this to me :( I'm sorry to have caused all this mess but could you please give me another chance? Don't just leave me hanging like that. I'm so foolish to even let these tears fall just like that. Why? Cause no one actually cares. What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will always be boys. And I'm the one that gets hurt the most at the end of the day? I don't know. What am I saying? My head is in a mess. Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3164681470589838472?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3164681470589838472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3164681470589838472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3164681470589838472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3164681470589838472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/cause-i-have-feelings-too.html' title='Cause I have feelings too'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6376210046532283461</id><published>2011-08-23T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:51:56.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xx</title><content type='html'>1. Watch the stars at the breakwaters &lt;div&gt;2. Double bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Staring competition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Block catching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Movie marathon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A very, very long walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Eating spree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Evening jog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Late night out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Picnic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6376210046532283461?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6376210046532283461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6376210046532283461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6376210046532283461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6376210046532283461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/xx.html' title='xx'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1419048146277106862</id><published>2011-08-17T01:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T02:33:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legalised boob/bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2LSPn2ydhM/TkqywA7qUZI/AAAAAAAAA_U/h9fWD2rXTFQ/s1600/230315_10150196430729193_742929192_7121877_3727334_n_CrossProcess_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2LSPn2ydhM/TkqywA7qUZI/AAAAAAAAA_U/h9fWD2rXTFQ/s400/230315_10150196430729193_742929192_7121877_3727334_n_CrossProcess_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641518021188669842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend, on my left or is it my right..... K the one whose smile is like a &amp;gt;:D hahahaha. She just turned 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Eighteenth Nur Arina Liyana Bte Amin (Bin Sukiman) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May you be blessed with the greatest things in life, like how you have been blessed by having me in your life hehehehe kidding. Kick ass for A's alright? I know you've been studying hard. It's been tough but keep the faith okie cause it's the final lap and before you know it, you'll be enjoying your well-deserved holidays while I rot in poly, probably as an intern in the hospital or Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Someone tell me how time flies so fast and we're already in 2011. Arina, we've known each other for like.... 9 years. 9 FREAKING YEARS and we're still tight awwwwwh. That's close to a decade omg how cool is that man. I find it really amusing how we knew each other in primary school, were in the same clique but only got to know each other really well in TK. Pretending to text or play snake on our Nokia phones when we're both too early for an outing cause it was awkward. BUT THINGS CHANGED. WE CHANGED FOR THE BETTER :D Right? We're no longer awkward, instead we're way beyond comfortable with one another. Thank goodness you were in the same class as me in Sec 1 or else what would I do. So much memories we've shared together. So much stupid things we've done in our lives, especially in secondary school. The toilet/dictionary incident. How you laughed at me while I was helpless in the middle of the road after my great fall. Laughing our hearts out like there's no tomorrow. So many great memories of us. We've gotten closer and older too, inevitably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful for someone precious like you. I'm pretty sure you're one that knows me inside out. So grateful for someone like you who always was there for me. Hearing me out each time I have a mid-life crisis lol. Listening to my rants. Thank you for being you. Hahahahaha oh gosh cheesy to the ultimate maximum........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself today with you and Bai. Insanely funny. We need more of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll find our knight in shining armour k. And hahahahaha we'll be the swan (remember how we looked back then........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt; Arina xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1419048146277106862?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1419048146277106862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1419048146277106862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1419048146277106862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1419048146277106862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/legalised-boobbitch.html' title='Legalised boob/bitch'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2LSPn2ydhM/TkqywA7qUZI/AAAAAAAAA_U/h9fWD2rXTFQ/s72-c/230315_10150196430729193_742929192_7121877_3727334_n_CrossProcess_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2397642468210848535</id><published>2011-08-15T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T02:12:13.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you're always at the back of my mind, somehow</title><content type='html'>Totally awake. And yes, I am doing work. Sleeping in cause tomorrow starts at 12pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So much things to do, so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit: Someone tell me why it hurts so much. Stop being so foolish, you silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2397642468210848535?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2397642468210848535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2397642468210848535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2397642468210848535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2397642468210848535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-youre-always-at-back-of-my-mind.html' title='Because you&apos;re always at the back of my mind, somehow'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3568457018456164785</id><published>2011-08-11T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T05:24:05.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe I just cried on the phone. I can't believe you did too. What a mess, seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3568457018456164785?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3568457018456164785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3568457018456164785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3568457018456164785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3568457018456164785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='I can&apos;t believe I just cried on the phone. I can&apos;t believe you did too. What a mess, seriously.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2691066569650192006</id><published>2011-08-09T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T01:55:33.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you to know how I feel</title><content type='html'>Back from band. Usual supper with the committee and the boys :) I just emailed Shermz the edited work so I guess I shall just laze in bed till I fall asleep. Cause I can sleep in tomorrow! Yes, finally :D :D :D :D :D #happygirl1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things.... hasn't really cleared up. It still looks like a mess to me. I just want to get out of this hell hole. Please? This time round, I really feel for you. I really wish we can do something. We can't do much, but I hope we can help. I feel like a useless bum if I just sit around and do nothing. I just wish you'll feel better. It's been a crazy week indeed. I don't know how you're coping........ I can't help feeling bad. I'm scared. Of the outcome of this. Keeping the faith. I believe the truth will come to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, yes you. I like you damn it. Can things can any clearer than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*not referring to the same person lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2691066569650192006?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2691066569650192006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2691066569650192006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2691066569650192006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2691066569650192006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-you-to-know-how-i-feel.html' title='I want you to know how I feel'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6298143830074885809</id><published>2011-08-08T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:09:33.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must have been out of my mind</title><content type='html'>This place to rant will hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad isn't it? When you find out whoever you think you may have a liking for, likes someone else? Trust me, it happens all the time. All the freaking time. And why does it have to be this month? Isn't it like my birthday month? I don't care if I find out but it would have been nice if it was some time later........ I can take it, really. Just not this month. It's just the beginning of August and I'm already exhausted with the series of events that took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been out of my mind to have the slightest feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been out of my mind to fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been out of my mind to think I stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been out of my mind to show signs of liking you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been out of my mind to even think... you may like me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're such a sweet guy really. This is the first time that one's character truly attracted me. I'll just let nature takes its course. You'll come into my life, somehow, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not done with my work :( I was slacking too much. So I'm gonna make up for it by sleeping later and catching up with work. Anyways tomorrow starts late! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6298143830074885809?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6298143830074885809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6298143830074885809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6298143830074885809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6298143830074885809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-must-have-been-out-of-my-mind.html' title='I must have been out of my mind'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4495068863464242013</id><published>2011-08-07T22:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:44:47.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what? Eighteen is only a number! ;)</title><content type='html'>So yes, Alhamulillah, I have turned 18! I was pretty excited to turn 18. No particular reason though! Cause it's not like I drink or club lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I must say this 18th, or it would be more apt to say my birthday week has been pretty demoralising. All the projects, tests, presentations took place on my birthday week :( Honestly, I was really mentally drained and semi-depressed. I was hoping the week would be a pleasant week. I guess there is no pleasant week in poly life. Despite all that shit, I am really glad for all the birthday texts, wishes, songs, gifts and cards :) So thankful to those who still remember and wished me :) Thanks guys xoxo. It made my week more bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 2nd, Rury passed me my advanced birthday gift which was a full bag of food!!!! Wheee it was all comfort food omg. Hehehehe luv you Rury, thank you so much :D And on my birthday itself, my precious TK buddies for life, Bai, Syaf and Arina came over!!! Thank you so much for coming all the way to TP :&amp;gt; And for the shoes, I mad love it! Hahahaha though I knew what I was gonna get, I love it and am so glad you guys came. Oh yes, my parents cooked really yummy food for my birthday :) :) :) Ibu even surprised me with a cake, kinda teared up cause I was too shocked at 12 am! I love everyone for making my birthday a sweet, memorable one, despite all the crazy school work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to Saturday! Our escape from reality! I luv my class for life :) I thought it was just gonna be buka at Marhaba at Bussorah Street with the girls and the 3 boys but there was a surprise awaiting me and Tassha, the August babies hehehehehe :So sweet of you guys! It was an awesome night, a great night out full of laughter and madness. It has been a long while since we did this, it just felt so good to have a gathering like this, chilling with you guys, forgetting all our worries. So I'll let the pictures do the talking yeah? 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Love you guys to bits and pieces. This totally made my week and let me momentarily forget my troubles ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4495068863464242013?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4495068863464242013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4495068863464242013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4495068863464242013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4495068863464242013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-what-eighteen-is-only-number.html' title='So what? Eighteen is only a number! ;)'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LAHVDy53jwc/Tj6xsE9WUlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/JNPgLxwvngQ/s72-c/283251_10150395155159838_587559837_10435802_2855229_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1873051761931778320</id><published>2011-07-31T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:04:32.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty much a mess</title><content type='html'>I &lt;b&gt;think&lt;/b&gt; I like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1873051761931778320?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1873051761931778320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1873051761931778320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1873051761931778320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1873051761931778320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/07/pretty-much-mess.html' title='Pretty much a mess'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5489191546284005731</id><published>2011-07-08T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:11:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play pretend</title><content type='html'>A hug would suffice now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5489191546284005731?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5489191546284005731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5489191546284005731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5489191546284005731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5489191546284005731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/07/play-pretend.html' title='Play pretend'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6443175954395406695</id><published>2011-07-07T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T23:55:02.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantically linked</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Face to face and heart to heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We're so close yet so far apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so afraid of falling cause cuts and bruises take a long time to heal. So I closed the doors of my heart, in hopes to not let anyone in. Save the trouble of history repeating itself right? But as time passes, scars of the past slowly fade away and just remain as a faint memory. 2 years. One fine day, things changed and that's where you came along. There I thought,&lt;i&gt; "Maybe I have moved on?" &lt;/i&gt;I assured myself it was just a silly thought. Silly, foolish me. But, I hate how feelings develop and you can't brush them off. What am I supposed to do now? This time it's a different feeling. I can't remember, I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel but it's a good feeling. I feel so.... At ease. You're different. Feelings might be in the process of developing but I don't want to do anything about it simply because I am scared. Of getting hurt. Time and time again. Thing is, I am unsure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Imagine that I am good enough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And we can choose the one we love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouldn't that be good? Life would be much easier that way. Less painful. And things will go as planned, exactly the way you want it to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is a blur, I'm just living life as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6443175954395406695?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6443175954395406695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6443175954395406695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6443175954395406695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6443175954395406695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/07/romantically-linked.html' title='Romantically linked'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1267020077240971302</id><published>2011-06-18T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T14:29:52.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly girl</title><content type='html'>Stayed up till 6 am. Was home at like 1230 am? I have no idea how I could stay up so long. That's the max so far. I don't know if I could stay up any later than that. Maybe cause I drank coke when we were at the coffee shop accompanying Mark for dinner. Hmm so I watched 5 episodes. And was still very much awake. And that was at 4 plus? Then Amy called to rant about her itouch that she misplaced. Hahahaha silly girl. She checked the fridge?!?! She amuses me. Can't really remember what we talked about, but I can remember her rants very well. Oh yes :( 2 of her guinea pigs died. Her guinea pigs are like super cute! They laugh, or giggle in this super adorable way and it's such a cute laughter! But whoah, time really flies. 2 years and 2 of her guinea pigs died :&amp;lt; And I think her brother sounds like Papa Jumba. Hahahaha he was talking a lot! I could hear him the background lol. Then somehow at 6, we both fell asleep after my phone auto ended the call. AND SHE FOUND HER ITOUCH! Okay her brother did. It was in her sister's room. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, the 3 of us, me, shi and amy will go eat soon! Can't wait. Miss you two so much :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1267020077240971302?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1267020077240971302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1267020077240971302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1267020077240971302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1267020077240971302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/06/silly-girl.html' title='Silly girl'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8258494459861143859</id><published>2011-06-15T04:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T05:07:21.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>What would you do if I liked you?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to love because I'm sick of the unnecessary hurt inflicted. But, it would be nice to have someone to like and having someone like me back. Mutual feelings for one another. I guess everyone likes the idea of being loved yet they don't wanna get too involved in a relationship. Not everyone maybe but a majority I assume? Maybe they don't mind getting into one, but the commitments will make you ponder over it. I shall get over my philophobia fear first.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I up at such an hour yet again. Shall try to go have some sleep. I'm kinda hungry too.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8258494459861143859?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8258494459861143859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8258494459861143859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8258494459861143859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8258494459861143859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/06/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-491874528549850819</id><published>2011-06-15T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T03:21:01.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy days are here!</title><content type='html'>So I had a movie/study date with Bai! ^.^ Met Bai on Monday around 1030 for Xmen: First Class and it was beyond awesome! This is coming from someone who doesn't watch Xmen at all. Noob or what right hahahahahaha. I admit I am not a big fan of such movies. I don't really know why but what I know now is that I will watch the rest of the Xmen movies for sure! I really enjoyed the movie :) Spent the rest of the day after the movie at Starbucks initially but lousy lah, we couldn't study there cause it's not allowed...... So I suggested we head to school. So we 15-ed to TP! It was pretty productive for both of us. Was working on my FPQA report. Then we had dinner at KFC :) The toastmaster box meal was hugeeeeee. I was so full after that~ Glad I could spend time with this busy girl mugging :) Off to band after that! Had meeting and it ended pretty late, in preparation for the band camp! I actually can't wait for camp!!! SEEMS LIKE IT'S GONNA BE FUN YOU KNOW. Hehehehehehe ;) Went to accompany Mark cause he wanted to eat dinner so Pam, Val, Alvin and me followed him there. I think, okay I'm quite sure I was high somehow...... on coffee I guess. Spent a lot of time laughing and chatting over drinks. I AM NOT BAD COMPANY OKAY HAHAHAHA. Super ironic how I am high pitched but I play the tuba and how Mark has a low voice but he plays the flute! His frequencies too low for me to hear lol. Cause I kept missing what he says. It was a good ending to the day. I definitely laughed a lot. It's good to "laugh your heart out". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, k actually it is technically yesterday! Watched Insidious with my cheese fairy~ Cause no one wanted to watch it with us hurhurhur. One main reason was cause it was a horror movie. But it was a really good movie. I knew it was scary but didn't expect it to have such an interesting story line. Was pretty impressed with how the story want except for the credits at the front. I was like "Whuuuuuut?" The beginning was rather draggy but it keeps you on the edge of your seat as the story builds up towards the climax and keeps you in suspense in a way. Creepy I must say. But me and Aisyah liked it :) I also liked how they managed to weave in some humour in the movie, making it more enjoyable. The ending was...... just :/ cause I wished that didn't happen. Maybe there could be Insidious 2 but I don't know how they'll continue from there. In short, it was worth my eight dollars hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did quite a bit of shopping with Aisyah! Feel so good after shopping hehehe. K I need to stay home alr spent a lot alr :&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-491874528549850819?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/491874528549850819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=491874528549850819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/491874528549850819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/491874528549850819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-days-are-here.html' title='Happy days are here!'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5305197729543518559</id><published>2011-06-11T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T23:28:54.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush of emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So we cabbed to Unggal's place to distribute the food from the wedding earlier on. I haven't visited them for quite some time due to the mad packed weeks of projects, exams and what nots....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried when I saw my grandma. I admit I'm not close to my grandma but I was just so taken aback..... She's close to skin and bones :( It was just shocking to see her lying there, so fragile and never did I expect to see her in such a condition. My mum told me to go into her room and take a look at how she is. I switched on the lights and tears just came down my cheeks when I saw her upclose. And she was crying too, but for a different reason. She was very touched to see me, come to visit her. That just made me even more choked up, seeing her so touched, tearing up..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum did tell me about my grandma's condition recently as she's taking turns with my aunt to take care of her. I knew it was pretty bad, she wasn't eating much. Only drinking water and maybe a few bites of biscuits to last her the whole day. But never did I expect to see her in such a condition. The last time I saw her, she looked much better, though she was already quite sick. When I saw her just now, I was lost for words and I guess tears did the talking for a bit. Recalling what happened earlier on is making me tear up too. My mum left me in the room so I could spend some time with my grandma. I talked to her for some time. She asked about me, so I told her what has been going on and stuffs like that. I told her she had to eat..... No matter what. Seeing her so weak and fragile was truly heartbreaking. What she's consuming is definitely not sufficient and doesn't meet her required intake, that's why she's so thin and weak :( I never expect myself to be in tears. I was worried for her.... She was vomiting just yesterday. Seeing her, I couldn't take it. It hurts to see my grandma in a state like that. I assume she also has Alzheimer, so I was glad she could recognise me as we talked. But she can't really remember things so well lately. Like how when my dad came into the room after I left, she asked him, "Are you Nurul's father?" But my dad, who likes to joke with his mum replied, "Her father is Safrin". My grandma asked again, after a short pause if my dad knew Safrin. MY DAD SAID, "I DON'T KNOW" HAHAHAHAHA my dad (Y) It was a joke of course! But my grandma's memory is really not as solid as before :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was tearing up when I kissed her on the forehead before I left and that made me :( I felt like a sudden rush of emotion just flowed in me, seeing my grandma today. I'm not the best grand daughter and I am not really close to her too. But, seeing her today just makes me feel really terrible........ I think the best I can do now is to at least visit her and talk to her right? I just want her to know that we're all here and wants her to get well soon. I want her to get well soon and be like how she was before. I really want her to feel better..... Seeing her tear up cause we were there to see her was just so :'( I just want her to be eating well and happy. It hurts me to see her in a fragile and weak condition. I love my grandma and I want to get well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5305197729543518559?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5305197729543518559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5305197729543518559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5305197729543518559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5305197729543518559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/06/rush-of-emotion.html' title='Rush of emotion'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6505223528086147760</id><published>2011-06-11T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T12:58:37.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H O L I D A Y S BITCHES.</title><content type='html'>Finally. It's the holidays and I woke up especially early to make my subject selection. Finally decided on Catering Tech, PBPN, Health &amp;amp; Wellness, Community Nutrition and Advance Food Science. Hopefully I'll get the first 3. I really just wanna do well. And be in a class where I can blend in, lots of happy people. Hate the fact that somehow I will be separating from the class. I love my class. Best class in AFSN hands down. Hopefully the new class I'll get in next semester will be similar to my current class. Hopefully people from A2 will be there too. I wish it could be a majority of us in the same class :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I better bathe and get ready for the wedding! Oh come on, the weather was too nice for me to get out of bed :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6505223528086147760?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6505223528086147760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6505223528086147760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6505223528086147760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6505223528086147760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/06/h-o-l-i-d-y-s-bitches.html' title='H O L I D A Y S BITCHES.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5866052376106466393</id><published>2011-05-30T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T03:47:44.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi how are you?</title><content type='html'>Abandoned this space for about a month, again. Honestly, year 2 hasn't been nice at all. Especially last week. It's mad. Last week was so screwed up. So much projects, research, tutorials and tests to handle. It was depressing and I was depressed, trying to juggle all of these things... Waking up so early, a routine goes on and on and you go home and get even more depressed seeing the work piled up in your face. I want to do well this semester so badly. I don't want to be stuck with a lousy GPA. It's really tiring. And I get even crankier :( Just don't want to mess up, like how I did last time. It isn't carefree here, trust me. I hate it when people judge poly as slack. Omg you do not have any idea what we go through every single day. Don't compare us with jc please..... It's pretty irritating. We are having a hard time too. We have to study just as hard, mug as hard, projects, etc. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha k that was pretty angsty. Sigh sorry to all those people I've ignored in the course of the past weeks. Been really tired, depressed and really stressed. So yeah.... Things are hopefully on the right track now. I think this week will be a better week. I believe it will!. Will fight on and beat the negativity out of me if it ever comes attacking me again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No band till term tests are over. Why no prac when I have the mood for band! *sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5866052376106466393?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5866052376106466393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5866052376106466393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5866052376106466393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5866052376106466393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-how-are-you.html' title='Hi how are you?'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8666338125182355162</id><published>2011-04-24T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T03:26:20.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Obsession</title><content type='html'>Hi decided to upload the pretty pics I took when I went out early in the morning. It was a beautiful morning. And yeah, I still get fascinated by clouds. They're so pretty. I edited them. They were nice even without any edits. But... I like to edit so yeah :) And hey Daphne, feel better soon! Clouds for you too! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/Photo-0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooooo. There's school tmr, like in 8 hours time! Sigh I don't feel sleepy at all. Meh. Hopefully today will be a good day at school :) Pretty excited. I miss my awesome classmates. And hey hey hey I'm no longer a freshie yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dk why I'm not really in a blogging mood these days. Must be tired from all the transcriptions of boxing ep I've been doing lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K shall try to sleep? I am so gonna be like ~.~ later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8666338125182355162?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8666338125182355162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8666338125182355162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8666338125182355162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8666338125182355162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-obsession.html' title='Simple Obsession'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1822512560850434621</id><published>2011-04-09T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T20:03:49.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Significance</title><content type='html'>Do you know what I'm afraid of?&lt;div&gt;No longer being an important person in your live(s).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I can deal with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1822512560850434621?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1822512560850434621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1822512560850434621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1822512560850434621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1822512560850434621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/04/significance.html' title='Significance'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7207295373352640540</id><published>2011-04-06T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T01:27:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF IN LESS THAN 10 HOURS/CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/QTTTTT-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI&lt;br /&gt;I've got camp tmr. Sigh I really, really, really hope it's worth going and fun, IT BETTER BE cuz I'll be missing TKGSSB's syf. I'm bummed that I'm not going to watch them :( Anyways, I will be there with you guys spiritually and in your hearts (awwwwwwh) ~ I don't know but I feel so nervous too. Feels like I'm the one of the performers too. I have faith and believe in them. They will do great! :) Sorry I can't be there for the performance and results :( All the best girls!!!! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camp in less than 8 hours and I am not sleepy. What do I dooooooo. Hungry too. Kinda have mixed feelings for this camp. I just really want it to be fun and fruitful!!! Hope I didn't miss any things to be packed in my bag. Hope the food's awesome too hehehehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I have nothing much to say. Just bored, and not sleepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ALL THE BEST TO TKGSSB!!!!! :) GWH :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7207295373352640540?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7207295373352640540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7207295373352640540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7207295373352640540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7207295373352640540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/04/syf-in-less-than-10-hourscamp.html' title='SYF IN LESS THAN 10 HOURS/CAMP'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7815976430853476</id><published>2011-04-04T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T02:43:54.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only everyday was like this</title><content type='html'>I feel complete :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7815976430853476?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7815976430853476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7815976430853476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7815976430853476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7815976430853476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-only-everyday-was-like-this.html' title='If only everyday was like this'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4289110265927859316</id><published>2011-03-30T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:30:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in between trying and trying too hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Try&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;to attempt, to do, or to accomplish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay to having my internet back! :) I was close to 2 weeks without internet. Oh the horror, yes. I survived on dvds, tv and Breaking Dawn. Hahahahaha yes I do read. Still reading the book now. &lt;br /&gt;So... syf's coming up! All the best to all the participating schools :) Miss those (good) old days practising for syf. Hmm, it's been about 2 years since my one and only syf for band. Oh I did have syf in primary school.... But that was for choir. But it wasn't as intense. Do I miss practising for syf? I do, somehow. Cuz no syf for poly :( So for this year, I suppose we aren't participating in any competitions. Anyways, good luck everyburrrdy! Especially TKGSSB :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gosh I am so bored. Anyone else as bored as me? So sick of waking up with sinus every other day......... Especially on band days gosh I somehow get a more serious sinus on band days that totally drain the shit out of me. Bleh. I da naaaaaaa what to do. Sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh. And there's camp next week? Hope it's fun. Not really in a mood for camps..... Or anything else. Why am I like this? Hahahahah must be pms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Till next time. Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/fghjk-1.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4289110265927859316?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4289110265927859316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4289110265927859316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4289110265927859316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4289110265927859316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/03/somewhere-in-between-trying-and-trying.html' title='Somewhere in between trying and trying too hard'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8159352902435438974</id><published>2011-03-16T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:51:46.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papercuts and Crowds</title><content type='html'>So...... Hi everyone! :)&lt;div&gt;Been away cuz I was working for the IT fair at Suntec. Oh gosh you don't even know what kind of pain I go through each day. I don't exactly regret doing this job cause firstly, I was working with the girls- Aisyah and Perri that made me pull through each day, sane. Secondly, the bosses were awezum. Seriousssss. Love them! And lastly, my colleagues. Such nice people to work with :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically what sucked was standing for 9 hours or so. It really, really, really hurts k. I was already in so much pain on day 1 so imagine doing it for another 3 days. And then trying to convince 3456765345678 people to buy a laptop. I admit I am bad at it. But I gave it my best shot each day. Chionging to get customers each day....... Sigh. This is the real world. No unicorns, just pure harsh reality in your face. Ha ha ha ha ha omg I make it so dramatic. It wasn't that bad just that I've learnt a lot from this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to sell a product to customer may seem easy but hell to the no baby. Must get your facts right, convincing and make sure you know how to answer your customers' never ending questions and earn their trust. So, throughout these 4 days, I only convinced 6 people. You may laugh at me now. I'll be lying if I said I don't care, but hey, I know I really tried. No excuses, I suck. I am bad at convincing people. Sigh must try to improve. I did enjoy trying to convince these people...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda like this job cause I can hand flyers and talk to all the cute guys in the world muahahahahaha! K kidding but yes, I got to talk to them and gosh when they reply, smile back or even a simple gesture, all the pain from standing for 234567654hours miraculously goes away! ;)  I seriously thought people would just ignore me when I hand those flyers and repeatedly said, "Fujitsu for you? Laptop for 799 only" These people actually made an effort to take the flyers and smile or just say no nicely. Only a handful are rude but I don't care about them lol. It's so comforting to see people smile back at you, really, especially those who look stern and suddenly smile at you. It's true, a smile does go a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My customers were pretty nice, except some. So glad to serve them cause they earned me my commission lololol! No lah it was my duty to serve them to the best of my ability. Generally friendly. One man told me I did a good job and I wanted to tear :') Cause no one told me that those few days. It's nice of them to actually come back and find me when I left my name on their brochure. These people give me hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorable things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Eating lunch/dinner behind this poster/banner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Going to 7eleven to get the soft chewy cookies with Aisyah and Perri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Good food for lunch/dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Papercuts from handing out flyers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Number five (t o p secret)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Funny bosses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Sneaking out to buy thumbdrive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Aching legs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Wanting to buy popcorn all the time but never did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1o. The crowd that makes me feel so u r g h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Paper aeroplanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Crapping on the last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Going toilet to rest ha ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, it was a tough time but I'm glad Perri and Aisyah were with me :) Will I work there again? Hmmmm..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys have a great week ahead. Results tmr holy cow #panicz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8159352902435438974?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8159352902435438974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8159352902435438974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8159352902435438974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8159352902435438974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/03/papercuts-and-crowds.html' title='Papercuts and Crowds'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3914118298299361140</id><published>2011-03-08T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T02:48:42.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special People (Band)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAAUTPmeK4o/TXUoMOy33CI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Kw-QP3kxrtc/s400/specialpeople%2528band%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581411503790611490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this long ago. Not impressive I know but that's not the point ha ha ha. I can't remember when but it's possible that it has been about a year? I know I just posted a post like less than 5 mins ago but I suddenly remembered about it. So basically these are the special people in band to me. These were the people that made me so happy/crazy/sad/loved/any other feeling possible. I know I haven't been talking to people much, guilty much. But I miss you guys. Even if you don't see your face here, you know who you are and I miss you just as much too. These people, crz bunch of girls. That I love so much. Even if we don't talk as much now, you know nothing much changed. xx&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna blog more often since I have all the time in the world &lt;i&gt;for now&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight everyburrrrrrdy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3914118298299361140?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3914118298299361140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3914118298299361140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3914118298299361140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3914118298299361140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/03/special-people-band.html' title='Special People (Band)'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAAUTPmeK4o/TXUoMOy33CI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Kw-QP3kxrtc/s72-c/specialpeople%2528band%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-5798883279262253326</id><published>2011-03-08T01:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:23:02.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't waste your youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/sh.gif" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's Seohyun she's so pretty and intelligent! Random gif to start an entry hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Oh life has been good I must say. Hehehehe all the&lt;i&gt; late nights, sleeping in and waking up, only to know half a day has passed&lt;/i&gt;. (Ignoring the fact that results will be out in about 9 days)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've had a fair share of having alone time and going out to soak up vitamin D! Bet you didn't know that the mighty sun is a source of vitamin D! Making it the sunshine vitamin heh geek alert. Went my aunt's place to visit them. Cuz honestly, it's been too long. Caught up with school and all the activities that suck the soul out of me. Made a point to go visit them during my holz.... Need to set my priorities. Been under my shell for too long. Even my aunt was shocked to see me. Hahahahaha. Usually I only come when it's the festive season? I admit I'm horrible. Trying to make changes for this year. To at least make a effort to visit my relatives. I'm socially awkward, yknow so I guess my presence is enough right? I don't really engage in conversations cuz I really don't know what to say :( &lt;i&gt;#pathetic &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to do some shopping alone, something unexpected really happened..... Note to self: Don't be so oblivious. Seriously, I think I can super unobservant at times. But hey, it was an interesting encounter. I admit it was awkward but it was a pleasant chat. So thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back to helping my sister out at the office. Hahahaha this is weird but I think I'm starting to get used to working on weekends and I might even like it? I love my sister. Despite the age gap, we can communicate well and I really, really treasure that from the bottom of my heart. Oh yes, I'll be working at the IT Fair too. Along with Aisyah, Perri and Joel. Pretty glad I have them with me or else I'll back out. Hehehehe training tomorrow hope everything goes well. Have no idea where is the place but yeah we'll figure out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm.... What else did I miss. Woke up damn early on Monday for movie marathon with the girls. We rented 6 movies (so enthu ha ha ha ha ha) but we ended up watching only 3. Another 3 for this Wednesday (before working for the rest of the week!) Movie marathon + empty calories consumed was good. So it was me, perri, aisyah, joey, yy,  sam and amanda over at sam's! Great day to chill outz and be a couch potato! Where Got Ghost, The Proposal and Lovely Bones. Loved it cuz the girls' reaction are so funny/epic/entertaining. Can't wait for Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh random pics of clouds I took yesterday. Whoop whoop so pretty :) :) :) Editted but it's still pretty uneditted, trust me. I just love editting muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW0R627Nxds/TXUjsuZIf9I/AAAAAAAAA7w/fT426KuhDvA/s400/Photo-0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581406564470259666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqKgdMYLFko/TXUjseVXclI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WpvUf_OAe54/s400/Photo-0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581406560159494738" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love clouds so much, I think it's just me but they're so stunning gracing your blue skies. Imagine a blue sky without clouds. How naked. Hahahahaha ok I think I'm sleepy I don't even make sense, do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-5798883279262253326?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5798883279262253326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=5798883279262253326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5798883279262253326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/5798883279262253326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-waste-your-youth.html' title='Don&apos;t waste your youth'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW0R627Nxds/TXUjsuZIf9I/AAAAAAAAA7w/fT426KuhDvA/s72-c/Photo-0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3216828938213168745</id><published>2011-03-05T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T02:17:44.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post exam activity: Forever stuck in bed</title><content type='html'>Definitely enjoying my oh so sweet freedom! Late nights are so rare for me. But not anymore muahahahahahaha. So many slacky days ahead :) Gonna make these holidays meaningful by t r u l y enjoying it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna head for bfast with Bert at KFC before work! SO EXCITED TO HEAR HIS ARMY STORIES. And am so proud of him :') He did awesome for his A's :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to be sleeping cuz I set my alarm at 6 lol but nah, the night is still young baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3216828938213168745?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3216828938213168745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3216828938213168745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3216828938213168745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3216828938213168745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-exam-activity-forever-stuck-in-bed.html' title='Post exam activity: Forever stuck in bed'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1456302202853176259</id><published>2011-02-20T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:25:26.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY........... NOT</title><content type='html'>Basically each day I do wonder why I'm in my current course. Not that I have any regrets, I like my course.... I do. Just that I don't know if I can do well in this. My quizzes and tests so far..... Errrr. Yeah you get my drift. Cuz at the end of the day, it's your diploma that matters. I'm glad for the friends I have. I love my friends in this course, they're the reason why I'm still sane. Awesomest class #forevercrazy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I'll do well. Really wanna pass everything, esp Math (I hate chu still). Urgh going crazy.... Papers are like next week. YES NEXT WEEK OMG FRIDAY QWERTYUIJHGFDDFGBNBN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I doing here hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways have a great week ahead guys ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout out to BAI ARINA and SYAF; MISS YOU GUYS SOOOO MUCH :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARRA; SUCKY DAYS AHEAD... HATE THAT WE DON'T SPEND ALOT TIME TGT :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRRRRR MISS EVERYONE SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH HAI DAPHNE, HOPEFULLY PRETTY CLOUDS WILL ALWAYS GRACE THE SKIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1456302202853176259?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1456302202853176259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1456302202853176259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1456302202853176259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1456302202853176259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-beautiful-sunday-not.html' title='IT&apos;S A BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY........... NOT'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8864463550024527585</id><published>2011-01-18T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T02:53:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember my name</title><content type='html'>So it's already the third week of January. Time is moving too fast, don't you think so? I haven't been updating this space, basically cause..... I'm lazy. That's for sure. And since I tweet most of the time...... So I guess I don't exactly need to blog. Lately, I can't seem to express myself well. How are you guys doing? Whoever's reading this, I miss you. I know very few people read this and those who read are the special people in my life, forever and always. I hope you guys are doing good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a break now. Project interview on Wed seriously fml. Lab reports, tutorials...... Gosh, I still suck at math. Anyone wanna tutor me? :) I still don't like math. Hahahahah what's new right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if I'm forgotten. Please don't forget me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye guys. See you..... When I see you ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8864463550024527585?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8864463550024527585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8864463550024527585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8864463550024527585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8864463550024527585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/01/remember-my-name.html' title='Remember my name'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-782311975061296227</id><published>2011-01-01T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:51:03.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010111 A FRESH START?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JH1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/JH1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh what did you say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JH2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/JH2.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1085.photobucket.com/albums/j428/lalalalalightless/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JH2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"2011? Huh. Okay."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we gooooooooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I'm having too much fun making gifs (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-782311975061296227?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/782311975061296227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=782311975061296227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/782311975061296227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/782311975061296227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2011/01/010111-fresh-start_5351.html' title='010111 A FRESH START?'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3729588858179845050</id><published>2010-12-24T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:22:40.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly I am so sick of getting sick all the freaking time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3729588858179845050?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3729588858179845050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3729588858179845050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3729588858179845050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3729588858179845050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/12/honestly-i-am-so-sick-of-getting-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-4475402258696370788</id><published>2010-12-21T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:44:45.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the same, with or without you</title><content type='html'>I don't give a damn about anyone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's a freaking huge lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Duh, you should know me well enough if you're reading this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still am the same person you know and I guess I didn't change much. Still the same. Maybe I seem mean on the outside or totally ignorant/oblivious these days... But I still care. Sometimes a little too much. That's why I'm taking a step back. Tired of trying. But that doesn't mean I'll stop. I still care, in short. Even I myself think I'm getting detached from people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find difficulties opening up to people. A part of me tells me to just keep silent but how long more right? I want to pour out my heart's content but I can't. Maybe... My communication skills suck. Hahahahahaha what a joke. I'm pretty glad this year I had no major breakdown. But I find it rather weird. Cause I know I am fragile. Or maybe I've become a little less fragile than I used to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay those are just my thoughts I'm not emo okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayssssssss the past weekend was awezum. Heheheheheheh I went out for 3 days straight. Haven't done that for a while. And hell yes I freaking shopped. It's been ages! I was soooo happy kay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday: Outing with Arina, Bai &amp;amp; Syaf!!! It was great cuz the last time the 4 of us met was... 6months ago? We went 313, Taka, Scape (the flea was sooooo pathetic hahahaha whooops), Ion, Marina Square and Citylink Mall. Yup so many places my legs were like dying omg. But it was a great time spent together. I luvvvvv it!!! Hehehehe the ice cream from Maggie Moo(?) was so gooooood cotton candy flavour ftw! We were eating it like little kids!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: St James Flea with Joey and Thahira! Was lateeee sorry Claire! I was awaken by @joclairewesley's call!!! I had my alarm... But I guess I switched it off. We were damn early for the flea! Hahahaha so went around the club (YES IT IS A CLUB)! So coool yknow cuz it was my first time stepping into a club (; I likeeeee. Hahahaha me &amp;amp; Thahira were like "We're in the club... With music... But with redbull instead" Hahahahaha! Okay so lamez but it was so funny!!! We saw Redbull in the bar! But yesssss we 3 had fun going around tgt ^^ Great deals everywhere I wanted to buy so many things, grrrrrr. Thank goodness my dad gave extra 20bucks cuz I shopped the day before at F21 and Cotton on!!! Flea was awezum lah. First flea  (Y) Scape one not counted lol. We all got things!!! &lt;b&gt;I saw Kaykay omg!!! &lt;/b&gt;She's prettier in person and yes ofcuz she's skinny! Bought her pullover for 2 bucks!!! I was so shy cuz omg it's Kaykay!!! Hehehhehe lol. Went to Vivo after that with Thahira. HTHT. "I wished my boyfriend could sing" *plastic bag slammed on railing* HAHAHAHA. Yes that htht made my day. Luvvvvv you otherhalf (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: GLEE MARATHON WITH MY LOVELY AISYAH &amp;amp; TASSHA!!! Spent a day tgt before they left for msia! We watched about 3.5 eps of Glee, Dream Team, Kpop (duh it is forever relevant) and yt vids!!!! LOL "THE CLUB CAN'T EVEN HANDLE ME RIGHT NOW" Laughed so much omg it was so fun (Y) Junk food the whole day had chips and icecream and soft drinksssss. ALL OF US GOT HIGH OF SUGAAAAA. Hehehehehe it was so much funnnnn!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great weekend I must say (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to the mundane days. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-4475402258696370788?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4475402258696370788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=4475402258696370788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4475402258696370788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/4475402258696370788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/12/still-same-with-or-without-you.html' title='Still the same, with or without you'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-3651439313226149211</id><published>2010-12-05T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T00:02:34.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever restless and distracted</title><content type='html'>I think my gurrrrz are sho shuweet ^^&lt;br /&gt;They made me this and gave me a bouquet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3HbuqAsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/O7FRuTUQTsE/s1600/Picture0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3HbuqAsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/O7FRuTUQTsE/s400/Picture0481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547228704367313602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3HB8SGFI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aegu3JXmnqk/s1600/Picture0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3HB8SGFI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aegu3JXmnqk/s400/Picture0480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547228697445144658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3GNSAD1I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7xrV8OBy6o0/s1600/Picture0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3GNSAD1I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7xrV8OBy6o0/s400/Picture0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547228683309158226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3F_26FRI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/l7Sj5bEPe5c/s1600/lalalalla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3F_26FRI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/l7Sj5bEPe5c/s400/lalalalla.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547228679705859346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I THINK MY TWITTER PAGE IS SO PRETTY. IT LOOKS SO... EDIBLE ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie I'm just damn distracted and bored and I can't focus ;_____;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-3651439313226149211?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3651439313226149211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=3651439313226149211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3651439313226149211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/3651439313226149211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/12/forever-restless-and-distracted.html' title='Forever restless and distracted'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPu3HbuqAsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/O7FRuTUQTsE/s72-c/Picture0481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8570585117417608561</id><published>2010-11-29T22:14:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:14:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of updates! ^^</title><content type='html'>Well hello there! It's been more than a month since I updated my blog. Have I been missed by anyone? Hahahahahahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to be studying but I need a break man. Seriously. From everything. I'm getting overwhelmed by things. So many things happened. Both good and bad. Term tests coming in a week. French Test this Tuesday, OTC Medicine Test this Wednesday. I wanna chillax but how to? And I'm so upset that this December I'll be pretty much a loner cause Arra and Thahira will be going to Japan with MJ Band. And the juniors too. Daphne, Shi, Amy they all... TKGSSB going Japan too. So unfair &gt; : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'm forever alone in Singapore. Tassha, Amanda, Perri, YY, Sam and Aisyah will be away too for 4 days. I wonder how Imma survive those days. Twitter will be especially quiet. I'll miss everyone. Really )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just update about the past 3 consecutive Fridays + yesterday! (and maybe some interesting things that happened)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 Nov- Lunchtime Performance (Concert Preview)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 Nov- CCN Day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26 Nov- Avec L'expression IV: In Jubilation TP BAND CONCERT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those Fridays were definitely memorable to a very, very large extent :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 Nov was the concert preview. Cool right? It's a form of publicity so that people know that we're gonna have a concert. Never had that kind of thing in TK before. So I was pretty excited. But... no one could come initially. No one knew how freaking upset I was okay. Arra had school, juniors were celebrating birthday and my class was having tutorial when the performance was gonna happen. It was depressing. Cause so many people can't make it for the concert itself. The Mj people had OGL camp and TKGians had Sec4 Band Farewell. I didn't spread the word about my band concert cause so many people can't make it. Imagine my disappointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story cut short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARRA CAME AND SURPRISED ME!!! AND MY CLASSMATES CAME TO WATCH MEEEEEEE cause tutorial ended early!!!!&lt;/b&gt; I WAS FEELING SO HAPPY. SO HAPPY BEYOND WORDS. I WAS LIKE ASDFGHJKLQWERTYUI. I was so touched. My classmates were saying how they enjoyed the performance. Seeing them there really meant so much to me. And seeing Arra there just made me feel much better. Seeing PEOPLE I KNOW there for the performance meant so much to me. Call me simple minded but knowing people watched me and cheered for me makes me so loved. The comfort of having the audience that I know is so amazing. Especially when you've been so down lately. So thank you guys so so so much♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 Nov was CCN day. The day before that my group got FFFFFF. Worst Thursday of my life. I was gonna break down any moment but I just can't. Back to CCN Day! IT WAS AWEZUMMZZZ. ARRA AND THAHIRA CAME! Amanda and Arra were in cahoots, secretly texting without me knowing. Sneakyyy. I WAS REALLY SURPRISED. SEEING ARRA &amp;amp; THAHIRA. The people that I used to see everyday, at every single band practice, at videoworld, the people that I miss so so so much. My best friend and my other half ♥ Screamed Thahira's name really loudly across the field and ran towards her! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IKR &lt;b&gt;SO BOLLYWOOD SIOLZX. &lt;/b&gt;Couldn't feel any happier than that day cause the day before that was so fuuuuuuu up. Teasing each other, catching up but definitely not enough ): It's been so long since me, Arra and Thahira talked and met up. But thank you. I love you guys so much. I needed the surprise from you guys. So thank youuuu so so so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCN WITH AWEZUM A2 WAS OBVIOUSLY AWEZUM! I was the cashier for the day~ Selling candy floss, popcorn and italian soda! Everything for 1 dollar only! SO CHEAP AND YUMMEH OKAY! HEEHEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall let the photos tell the story now! Credits to Crystal and Natassha! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn4NuVqXI/AAAAAAAAA2o/vmACi5aTiZM/s1600/76888_1477751751551_1466460252_30974744_5470217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn4NuVqXI/AAAAAAAAA2o/vmACi5aTiZM/s400/76888_1477751751551_1466460252_30974744_5470217_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141581491251570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn3r6uK6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/4hO4eux-8GY/s1600/76425_1477753111585_1466460252_30974750_2870089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn3r6uK6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/4hO4eux-8GY/s400/76425_1477753111585_1466460252_30974750_2870089_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141572416383906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn3QSBcUI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/8G-r62MLNhI/s1600/73878_1477740071259_1466460252_30974699_8225677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn3QSBcUI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/8G-r62MLNhI/s400/73878_1477740071259_1466460252_30974699_8225677_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141564997923138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn2tatw0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/bxfSwUvHh4k/s1600/74153_1477754911630_1466460252_30974755_4844215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn2tatw0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/bxfSwUvHh4k/s400/74153_1477754911630_1466460252_30974755_4844215_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547141555639141186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPto0Lljw7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/tgBA4ausbhg/s1600/150353_1477753591597_1466460252_30974752_8207749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPto0Lljw7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/tgBA4ausbhg/s400/150353_1477753591597_1466460252_30974752_8207749_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142611709707186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtozspsLBI/AAAAAAAAA3A/im6j0bvU1IU/s1600/150215_466031294705_532839705_5269554_4457853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtozspsLBI/AAAAAAAAA3A/im6j0bvU1IU/s400/150215_466031294705_532839705_5269554_4457853_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142603405536274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtozfxC62I/AAAAAAAAA24/pmeQlfKWjzs/s1600/149881_1477753231588_1466460252_30974751_803159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtozfxC62I/AAAAAAAAA24/pmeQlfKWjzs/s400/149881_1477753231588_1466460252_30974751_803159_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142599946726242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS THE CHEEKOPERVY UNCLE OMG SO SCARY OKAY. /scarred for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bought candy floss and asked me to eat it?!?! Like whuuuuuut. I refused but he like kinda forced me to eat it... Weird much yknow. Then he came again later buying a drink (above picture) and "playfully" didn't want to pay for it and wanted to take my coinsss. OKAY IT WAS JUST WEIRD AND CHEEKO-LIKE. I was scared. URRRRRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtoy8uUnVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ld7t7PBlPuw/s1600/149574_1477748431468_1466460252_30974729_1925654_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtoy8uUnVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ld7t7PBlPuw/s400/149574_1477748431468_1466460252_30974729_1925654_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547142590540062034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtpx3gd2-I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3YWqMitopcc/s1600/155623_1477741071284_1466460252_30974703_6433263_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtpx3gd2-I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3YWqMitopcc/s400/155623_1477741071284_1466460252_30974703_6433263_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547143671471528930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally 26 Nov cameeee! My first ever concert with TP Band! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avec L'expression IV: In Jubilation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Perri, Joey, Amanda and Natassha for coming to my concert. YOU GIRLS ARE AMAZING CUZ YOU SURVIVED A BAND CONCERT. TEEHEE. But really, I'm so touched you guys could come and watch. LOVE YOU GUYS MANY MANY. I heard Amanda screaming Banana when I was on stage! &gt; : ) Nooooooo I didn't hear anyone screaming Diva. LOL. It was a great experience. Everyone did good! Personally I like the Brass Quintet. They did great! YAY FOR LUCK KOON! And the Clarinet Quintet(?) was great too! I HAD A GREAT NIGHT AND THANK YOU GUYS FOR COMING! (: Except that I forgot to put in my third page for the encore piece... Oh wells! I ENJOYED MYSELF! NEXT CONCERT ALL THE TKGSSB PEOPLE BETTER COME. I was so disappointed that you guys couldn't attend my concert &gt; : ( NEXT ONE MUST COME. HAHAHAHA. Here's some shots of the concert/after/rehearsals! Picture credits to the Photogs that took these pictures! (Originally from Kevin's FB) , Azuraaaaaa and Tassha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPueA-fGc7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/sgtEdlJ3bJY/s1600/75319_1734239001652_1408866293_1898017_2851015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPueA-fGc7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/sgtEdlJ3bJY/s400/75319_1734239001652_1408866293_1898017_2851015_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547201105647530930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtr-DkiVsI/AAAAAAAAA34/TNiN0k82-c4/s1600/148456_1622254750985_1074954119_1675170_7616504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtw_X9CTSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/C4Or5mr5d9U/s400/76720_1623556743534_1074954119_1678031_3562129_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547151600100986146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtw_IdvctI/AAAAAAAAA5A/kgtDvZUBM2U/s1600/76397_1623583104193_1074954119_1678179_996810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtw_IdvctI/AAAAAAAAA5A/kgtDvZUBM2U/s400/76397_1623583104193_1074954119_1678179_996810_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547151595943195346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That night was great (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday for a study date with Aisyah, Natassha, Sam and YY and YEAH WE SAW BEAST! Okay actually I could only see Dongwoon and Doojoon really clearly. And Hyunseung's side view. Missed Junhyung, Kikwang and Yoseob ;_____; But omg I saw my bias and he is so freaking gorgeous. Blonde hair is so great on him! AND HELL YEAH WE WERE SO FREAKING CLOSE. My cuzzie texted me to ask if I was going to the airport, she called me and all along I was sitting in front of her! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. IT WAS FREAKING 12 SECONDS OF AWESOMENESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the fancam that Sam took! I AM SO STAR STRUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIZfunDicz4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIZfunDicz4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST WATCH OKAY. THIS IS SO AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;And then we all head to Ya Kun to study! Crystal, Wanying, Perri and Sab were there doing their BNF proj! DID OUR WORK IT WAS PRODUCTIVE. WE TOOK THE SLIDE!!! THE ONE THAT NEEDS THE COIN!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA. Then we slacked at the big empty space at T3 and camwhoreddddd and played the snort game!!!! HAHAHHAHAHA AWEZUM AWEZUM DAY WITH MY GURRRRRRZ. Came home and oovoo-ed and skyped with Aisyah!!! HILARIOUS MUCHHHHH. There are screenshots but it'll all be my faceeee TEEHEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4tRGmYBI/AAAAAAAAA6A/N9Lu4BEHRsM/s1600/TEEHEE3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4tRGmYBI/AAAAAAAAA6A/N9Lu4BEHRsM/s400/TEEHEE3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547160085117427730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4s0KsxjI/AAAAAAAAA54/oZs4OMqyptk/s1600/TEEHEE2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4s0KsxjI/AAAAAAAAA54/oZs4OMqyptk/s400/TEEHEE2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547160077349996082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4sXOAysI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hOrQidaOpxA/s1600/TEEHEE1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4sXOAysI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hOrQidaOpxA/s400/TEEHEE1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547160069579262658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4sFcetlI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nuFI1Nstmu8/s1600/TEEHEE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPt4sFcetlI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nuFI1Nstmu8/s400/TEEHEE.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547160064808105554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah luvvvv you luvvv you luvvvv you IT WAS DAMN HILARIOUS! TEEHEE! I WANT MOREEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKIE I NEED TO STUDY!!! OHHHHH PHONECALL FROM BAIIIIIIII YAY! BYEBYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I talked to baiiiiiiiii!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8570585117417608561?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8570585117417608561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8570585117417608561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8570585117417608561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8570585117417608561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/11/lots-of-updates.html' title='Lots of updates! ^^'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TPtn4NuVqXI/AAAAAAAAA2o/vmACi5aTiZM/s72-c/76888_1477751751551_1466460252_30974744_5470217_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-962450333718447100</id><published>2010-11-01T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:41:09.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skooool's in</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/Picture0473-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello there! I srsly wonder who comes here and read my rants. How have you been? I hope you've been good! Poly kidz are finally having school now. Yay or nay? Hmmm. I like that school has started after a pretty long dreadful holiday, but the first week of school has already been packed with 2 hour lectures, project briefings... It's pretty scary. But one thing for sure is I'm glad school started cause I love my class sfm (: I'm taking 7 modules this sem. Feels like O's all over again. Basic Microbiology, Basic Nutrition and Food, Food Chemistry, CSAS, Math Stats2, OTC Medicine, French! I kinda like BMic, that's a first cause I've alwayssss hated Bio. And French! What a beautiful, sexy language. Pronounciations are pretty hard I must say. But totally loving it (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week has passed. It's already Nov. 26 more days. Concert omgz. Time is passing too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Missing so many people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Bai I am truthfully very sorry that I couldn't celebrate your birthday with you. I'm an awful person, aren't I? Belated kay? Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. My tweets are now not protected. LOL I am srsly wondering why they were protected at the first place. Maaaaaybe it's gonna be private soon. For fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days. 9 more days. 11 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Worth celebrating no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer eyesmiles. You're so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead guys!&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-962450333718447100?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/962450333718447100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=962450333718447100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/962450333718447100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/962450333718447100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/11/skooools-in.html' title='Skooool&apos;s in'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-8869288463095248544</id><published>2010-10-19T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:18:56.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>I've been skipping meals cause I'm lazy to eat. And cause I don't feel like it. No I'm not becoming ano. Just tired. I love food too much to become anorexic. Heh heh heh. I've been down with flu lately and it annoys the hell out of me. I do nothing but blow my nose all day long. Like whaaaaaat the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow's gonna be a good day! A2'S FIRST CLASS BBQ! EXCITED MAX!&lt;br /&gt;Must eat alotalot! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still disappointed in you. I have nothing to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-8869288463095248544?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8869288463095248544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=8869288463095248544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8869288463095248544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/8869288463095248544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/10/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-570647786209823620</id><published>2010-10-16T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T04:01:56.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a happy post.</title><content type='html'>I could just spam this spam with vulgarities but that is so uncivilised since this is not a private space. If I could scream it all out and record it, put the recording here for people to listen, they'll go deaf cause there's so much hatred in me now. Nothing really big, but I did have a bad day yesterday. From the moment I woke up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the holidays started for me, my body clock screwed up. I only sleep at 4am and wake up at 12pm. And it's not easy for me to fall into deep sleep either. My sleeping pattern is messed up and I hate it. Even if I'm tired, it's pretty hard for me to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday, I managed to fall asleep. I had a freaking good dream I wished it was real omg. It was just so perfect, yes it could only happen in dreams I suppose. Woke up feeling super drained cause I had flu in the morning, but that didn't really affect me. Cause I am used to this. Flu and cold is something common for me. What truly pissed me off was what I saw in the morning. Switched off the alarm on my phone and what I saw totally wasn't a great start to a day. As in seriously, what did I do? I say that it was unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so drained I went back to sleep. Woke up at 12 and I knew I was gonna run late. While preparing to go out, the electricity in the house was cut off. HOW THE HELL WAS I GOING TO GET READY?! Like whaaaaaaat? My neighbour rushed over and asked if our electricity got cut off too. So, called Bapak and he said that there was some maintenance going on for 30mins. So they cut off EVERYBODY'S electricity in my block. -----Raged cause WTH 30MIN?! IT WAS HOT AND DARK IN MY ROOM HOW TO GET READY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then band. I am just so disappointed in myself. I don't know what to do. Whatever happened to the passion I had for band. I can't play well. I admit. I am ashamed of myself. But, I really want to improve and sound better. It's depressing. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE WHOLE I'M PISSED. WITH THINGS HAPPENING AROUND ME. AND EVEN I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WTH IT. I'M SO TIRED OF TRYING. REALLY DISAPPOINTED WITH MYSELF AND SO MANY THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even see these coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post might seem like there's nothing for me to be pissed about, but you are so wrong. You don't see the whole picture, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/just ignore this. Full of rants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-570647786209823620?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/570647786209823620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=570647786209823620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/570647786209823620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/570647786209823620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-not-happy-post.html' title='This is not a happy post.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-555433858537431254</id><published>2010-10-06T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:50:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRA CAME OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TKyhxBcNGNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/moaK3wSHQFw/s400/Hello+Best!1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text from Arra-&lt;br /&gt;"Babe you at home?"&lt;br /&gt;I already had an instinct she was gonna come. Seriousssss. I'm awesome like that &lt;: So her text was like a confirmation of my gut feeling! So I confirmed with her, asking, if she was really coming today. But she lied saying "Not today" Tsktsktsk. Whaaaaat is this. Lying to your bestfriend. Obviously I know she was coming! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was watching my Beast's performance, I got a phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;Arra: Eh you live what floor uh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 6th?&lt;br /&gt;Arra: OMG I'VE BEEN KNOCKING ON THE DOOR ON THE 4TH FLOOR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?!?! -burst out laughing-&lt;br /&gt;Coicidentally there was this really loud knocking on the door that my mum and me heard before Arra came. We were like complaining how loud it was and it was as if our doors were the ones knocked on. THEN I WAS LIKE, "Eh Arra so it was you knockng on the door so loudly?!" HAHAHAHAHA but lol, it wasn't her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up with her was so goooood &lt;: It's been so long! I've been busy with my sem exams earlier on and she was busy with her promos. We probably didn't see each other for about 1 or 2 months? That's very very very long ): She told me about her sq stories which made me go "Awwwwwww~" Unfair much laaaa. She's so lucky to get close to her crush! &lt;: Well, I only can admire Banananananana from afar. How depressing. But hey, talking and spending time with your bestfriend is much much better! We talked alot! TALKTALKTALK ABOUT EVERYTHING, ANYTHING. Talking to your bestfriend about everything and anything is simply (Y) Nothing can beat that, it gives me the best feeling in the world. Reallly really happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched yt vids online, frm AHMIR mindblowing covers to ofcuz KPOP vids! My mum made burgers for us &lt;: Enjoyed the food while talking/watching!!!&lt;br /&gt;Arra: Let's watch the airplanes cover&lt;br /&gt;Me: Noooooooo I don't like (The song is so over rated eh?)&lt;br /&gt;Arra: Watch!!!! SQ EHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whuuuuuuut????&lt;br /&gt;Arra: SQ,  SINGAPORE AIRLINES!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA OMG SO NONSENSE LAH. All the laughter, srsly LOL. Then we watched HahaMong show! With 2AM and KARA! Laughed so much watching it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed some raya kueh for Arra and sent her to the busstop! Time srsly flies so freaking fast when you're having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously had so much fun and laughter today. (Oh it's tmr alr, whooooopsies!) Like.... I haven't feel so happy and entertained for a very long time. It's been awhile. And I really appreciated it. Though the time spent might be short but I'm so blessed that I've a great friend like her. Even though we're far apart, in different schools, with clashing schedules, we still are very close. In fact, she's close to my mum tooo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arra, thank you sooooo much for making my day! It's been so long, I miss you so much. Thank you for coming over and bringing me so much laughter. Need to meet you soon! Will come over and have some more fun! &lt;: Love you best! Take careeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-555433858537431254?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/555433858537431254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=555433858537431254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/555433858537431254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/555433858537431254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/10/arra-came-over.html' title='ARRA CAME OVER!'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TKyhxBcNGNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/moaK3wSHQFw/s72-c/Hello+Best!1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7886639321385648734</id><published>2010-10-05T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:45:58.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complete me</title><content type='html'>So after 23456789654567days of not logging onto msn.... I logged in last night!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly cause LK asked me to go online to discuss about band stufff, the ensemble pieces that we have to prepare. Then I got eggcited, cause the song he showed me had this gooood feel about it. I liked it. And yknow, honestly I haven't been feeling enthu about band... Ytd was weird cause I got rather eggcited. Well it's about time, cause I want the old enthusiastic bandgeek in me back. Seriously. And maybe ytd's convo reminds me of my convos with Bert that revolves around good band music (other than the usual vulgarities) so it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, deeeeeeep down inside me, I know I still love band. So it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, talked to Bai on msn ♥&lt;br /&gt;It has been a freaking long time that we talked eh? And yessss, I am really sorry for not answering your phonecallls (prepaid low *sobs*) don't feel rejected kay! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to talk to her. Misss you so much bai. Need, must meet. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to english songs last night. Be proud of me &lt;: I WAS AMAZED TOOO. Then I realised I still remember the lyircs to the songs I listened to last night. No Promises, Lonely No More.... Yupppp old songs. I still prefer old songs over the new songs. They're much more meaningful compared to some recent ones. Anywayssss Idk why it just felt complete last night. I guess I've been isolating myself for too long. As in I haven't been on msn and I haven't been texting people either. My life is miserable no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH HAPPY 56TH BIRTHDAY BAPAK! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH (even though I don't show it....) BUT YESSSSS I LOVE YOU ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7886639321385648734?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7886639321385648734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7886639321385648734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7886639321385648734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7886639321385648734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/10/complete-me.html' title='complete me'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2150955918540649579</id><published>2010-10-03T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:15:03.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause loving someone is a big deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TKdn2vpAqrI/AAAAAAAAA14/iU48F5XJWBY/s400/GUMIHOFAVSCENE-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite scene from My Girlfriend is A Gumiho &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2150955918540649579?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2150955918540649579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2150955918540649579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2150955918540649579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2150955918540649579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/10/cause-loving-someone-is-big-deal.html' title='cause loving someone is a big deal'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqJcrlaL4vE/TKdn2vpAqrI/AAAAAAAAA14/iU48F5XJWBY/s72-c/GUMIHOFAVSCENE-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6323599649204212206</id><published>2010-09-11T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:40:07.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi bbys, selamat hari raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Idk really know if people do read this space but I'm gonna post anywayssss. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/raya2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since it's hari raya, I wanna apologise to all my friends, muslims/non-muslims from the bottom of my heart for hurting you directly/indirectly, literally/verbally, intentionally/unknowingly. I haven't been a nice person lately, all bitchy and stuffs but I never mean to hurt you in any ways. Forgive this silly, foolish girl please? I hope you forgive my mistakes and accept my sincere apologies wholeheartedly. Enjoy this raya this whole month, eat all food and kuehs you can and happy collecting your kachingz$$ visiting your relatives! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on life :&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I screwed up some of my papers. Like obc and hap. Kay.... That's like 2 out of 3 papers. ): Sigh. But I've been seeing bananananana so I feel motivated each time I see him before a paper. But sigh (again) He has a girlf. Wellllll. What to do right? For the past 17 years, I am single and unavailable. LOL. My time will come, I believe it willl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/BANGSCOVERES-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS YOUR HEAD BANDAGED?! Abang Yasher's reaction when I wore my huge headband. It's so tight kay, it was to make my bangs flat. So troublesome lah bangssss. This year raya without makeup cause I was afraid my eyes might suffer an allergic reaction *rewinds to prom* SO TRAGIC. So, anywayssss.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered at my house and there were like 14 people in da house yo. Imagine the chaos. My room got raid by the kidssss. Lucky they're kidsss if not. Nothing against kids though, luv them but annoyed when they annoy me. Ask for forgiveness from ibu and bapak. I know I haven't been a good child ): Then my brothers were like "EH YOU CUT QUEUE!" Cause I just went first to apologise to my parents. LOL LUV MY BRUDDERS. Got rather sad when my mum teared up during that time. I wished my late brother and sister, Abang Udin &amp;amp; Kak Ana could be here with us. Raya has been 10 years without them. I miss them. I rmbr being so close to Kak Ana, she pampered me alot. And I wished my other sister came for raya. I srsly wonder how is she doing, I hope she and her family are doing fine. So off to the first house! ALL THE FOOD MAKES ME HAPPY. Ate lontong/ketupat for 3houses straight. Hehehe. I've got goooood appetite. First house was packed with like 5families. LIKE OMGZ. SO ramai. Everyone's all grown up. My cousins all look different now. There's this chinese looking one that looks pretty good looking. Heh. Then went to another 3houses. EAT EAT EAT TALK TALK TALK. That's pretty much what I did at all the houses. I'll be the one attacking the kuehs. Of course. THEN NENEK'S HOUSE DA BEST. KETUPAT WITH KUAH LONTONG+AYAM MASAK MERAH+SAMBAL GODOK+SERUNDING WOOHOO HAPPIEST PERSON ALIVE AT THE MOMENT. Totally yummy! Nenek's cooking is so awezum. LOVED IT SO MUCH. But it didn't feel the same cause I was eating it without my sister, we always ate it tgt each time we go nenek's house for raya. I miss her. Went home and dozed off in the car. So tired. Cause I only slept from 5am to 8pm. Long convo. Then I fell asleep till the next morn. I DIDN'T STUDY sxgfcjbhvjhgfuyfuin. So gonna study later. No sleep tonight. Cause tmr I'll be visiting my relatives with my siblings. MATH PAPER ON MON OHMYGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins came over today! 2families came at about the same time! The girls were in my room! They love kaypop baby (: Awezum much. Talked with Hanani, loved it how kpop made us closer again like when we were much younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST STUDY TONIGHT. MUST.&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT WAIT FOR PAPER TO BE OVER&lt;br /&gt;SHI 14!!!!!!! PIG OUT DATE (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And hey lovelys, enjoy your weekendsssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6323599649204212206?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6323599649204212206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6323599649204212206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6323599649204212206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6323599649204212206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-bbys-selamat-hari-raya.html' title='hi bbys, selamat hari raya!'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-6557278024230724237</id><published>2010-09-06T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:46:38.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barely breathing</title><content type='html'>1. I'm still alive, but life sucks for now&lt;br /&gt;2. I have bangs, omg yes I have bangs! Still not used to bangs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Exams this week, 3 days straight. Then another one on 13sep.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am so screwed for tmr's paper. I HATE HAP. WHY IS BIO SO COMPLICATED?&lt;br /&gt;5. Can't wait for 14sep, meeting shiiiii yeobo for icecream/chicken! PIG OUT SESSION!&lt;br /&gt;6. I want takoyaki so badly.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm not going for kpop night. Terribly upset but I got over it. Really wanted to see Key bb.&lt;br /&gt;8. Will be working for F1 night race, serving fooood.&lt;br /&gt;9. Idk what to do with the money I earn since I'm not going for the concert&lt;br /&gt;10. HI I MISS SO MANY PEOPLE RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO MY MISERY. TAKE CARE ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-6557278024230724237?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6557278024230724237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=6557278024230724237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6557278024230724237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/6557278024230724237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/09/barely-breathing.html' title='barely breathing'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2764867187954297668</id><published>2010-08-27T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:50:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obscure</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling rather angsty nowadays. I know I'm not like this.&lt;br /&gt;What's happening?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2764867187954297668?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2764867187954297668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2764867187954297668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2764867187954297668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2764867187954297668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/obscure.html' title='obscure'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-2062389487784544620</id><published>2010-08-16T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:42:46.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARINA LIYANA ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/arina-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I editted myself kay, so fail but I like. I editted it cause we looked tanned. MORE TANNED THAN USUAL HAHAHAHHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today my dearest bestfriend since 2003 turns seventeen! From those primary school days that we were "bestfriends" HAHAHAHA OMG RMBR WE USED TO BE SO SHY AROUND EACH OTHER? Welll now I'm proud to say to have a true bestfriend like you. Who knew we'll still be best of friends till this very moment and still counting? From Damai Primary to TKGS. We sure have a hell lot of memories together. Both bitter and sweet memories. I feel so old thinking about the past cause we sure did come a long, long way. Though we are apart right now, I miss you like crazy and still love you just as much. I want to thank you for being such a great friend, for being someone I could lean on, cry on and let loose &amp;amp; go crazy. For being there when I am down in the dumps, when I am in my worst condition. Thank you very much from the bottom of my heart, for listening, advising and crying with me. I miss you so much, I wish I could give you a birthday hug right now. I definitely will when I see you okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this day to the fullest, and may you be blessed with only the greatest things in life! Keep the faith and stay strong alright! We'll work and study hard together kaaaay! Hopefully we'll get to see each other in the same university. Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do know I'll always be here when you need me, and never hesitate to call me okaaaay. I love you Nur Arina Liyana Bte Amin Bin Sukiman (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-2062389487784544620?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2062389487784544620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=2062389487784544620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2062389487784544620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/2062389487784544620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/arina-liyana.html' title='ARINA LIYANA ♥'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-1927961702448561471</id><published>2010-08-14T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:09:44.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello weekends, goodbye weekdayz!</title><content type='html'>It's has been an interesting week! A very fun &amp;amp; crazy week of course! Loving each day to the fullest. Like they say, live each day like your last (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was National Day! I lovedddd how the stars and cresent appeared simultaneously. So pweeeety. THERE GOES ALL THE TAX YOU GUYS PAID, ALL POOFED IN A FEW SECS. But it's worth it eh? Got really amused at how the soldiers in the military tanks look like statues. MY MUM THOUGHT THEY WERE STATUES. Lol! I COULDN'T SPOT MY BRUDDER. Sad much. He was one of those traffic police that appeared when Lee Kuan Yew came in the car. I see traffic policemen but all were tooo fair to be my brudder. HAHAHAHA you see my brudder is on the darker side. Like me, but slightly darker. Spent the whole day slacking. Twitter, fb, tumblr. I'm an addict sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY WAS GIRLS' DAY OUT &amp;amp; YOG. Yog was..... Good actually. I enjoyed the talk the most. LIKE IT WAS SUPERRRRRR FUNNEH. HOSSAN LEONG IS A FUNNY DUDE. He's goood. I wouldn't mind going for his shows. ALL HIS JOKES WERE REALLY FUNNEH. Then after that, FREE COKE COLLECTION. I got coke zero though. Yuck. I don't believe they have no sugarrr. Found it so ironic that YOG is a sports event and coke is an official sponsor (I think? Not sure though) HAHAHA. But who cares, IT'S FREE FOR ALL. Woohoo. Thank you Kenneth for not pangeh-ing me, loveeeee youuuuu. Was with melodi &amp;amp; winnie during yog, the dance, OMG. Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah, HEY! Then we sneaked offf. HAHAHAHA. I think I still get my points so it's okaaaay! CHIONGED TO TM. The &lt;strong&gt;more interesting part of the day: WATCHING MOVIE WITH THE GIRLS!&lt;/strong&gt; With tassha, amanda, sam, yy, perri &amp;amp; wanying! I love chu allll sho muchh. THE TRAILERS LOL. So cute, when this horror movie trailer, the Changi Hosp one, amanda, sam, tassha and yy were hiding behind the popcorns/covering their faces! LIKE OMG SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME (to wanying who was beside me): WAAAAH NOT BAD YOU NOT SCARED UH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANYING: No, I scared, just that I got no hands to cover my face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG LOL WANYING. Cause she was holding on to the popcorn on one hand and the other covering tassha who was hiding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt is supaaaaaaa awezum. I LOVE IT. Omg it's sucha MINDF----ING movie. At one point I was like, ".... Sam my brains hurt" BUT SHE IGNORED ME. Hahahahaha! I loved how we alll truly enjoyed the movie right? AHHH WE NEED TO WATCH MORE MOVIES TGT! Movie marathon maybe? I wanna watch the pck movie toooo. HEHEHEH. Trained back with Amanda &amp;amp; Perri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda: I got talk to Sam on msn oneeeee what!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: YOU DON'T LAIIIIII (LIE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA not intentionally though! Pun intended! Samantha Laiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, SQUASH AFTER LECT!!!! Wooohoooo first attempt at squash faiiiilllll. BUT I AM SO LOVING SQUASH. I think it's coool. AISYAH AND ME WERE PLAYING TGT! It's okaaaay we are so gaonna improve! SOOOOON~ Squash with sam, perri, yy &amp;amp; aisyah! KPOP BLASTING IN THE BACKGROUND. It can't get any better than that! (: Then offf to meeting Robyn &amp;amp; Bert at airport! Had a great time with them! I STILL HAVEN'T RUB BERT'S BALD HEAD. Pfffffft. Day one of fasting was a great challenge with bert and robyn around! Robyn was drifting to bert's side! I CANNOT CURSE SOME MORE. WL. But I srsly had a goood laughter with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS WAS..... SEOUL GARDEN! But of course we didn't eat!!!! Me and Aisyah were playing games on itouch. After HAP lect, we were off to find matthew at the arcade. IDK WHY BUT I FEEL THAT I'VE BEEN GOING TO THE ARCADE MORE OFTEN NOW COMPARED TO LAST TIME. So there was me, perri, yy, aisyah, sherman &amp;amp; matthew. Didn't play any games. I suck at arcade to put in simple words. BUT WATCHING THEM IS ENTERTAINING. Those boys. WANTED TO TAKE NEOPRINT BUT NO TIMEEEEEE. Then Josephine came and we went seoul garden. SHERMAN'S APPETITE IS O.O Hahahahaha! Left at 3 plus? To meet my Tiny Ms Amanda Peekaboo Cullen-Lautner Foo The Great. OMG YUPP. I think that's her name. STUDIED AT GEE GEE GEE GEE BABY BABY BABY'S WORKPLACE. Sorry Amanda, I was on GG's side afew time. LOL. And for glowing there while there was 2 of youuuu. Hehe. Damn funny sia. IT'S JUST SO ENTERTAINING TO WATCH THEIR HEATED ARGUMENTS. Welllll they say if it's meant to be, it will be. If it's not.... Then maybe in near future? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY FRIDAY THE 13TH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg i woke up at 11.15am and my lect was at 12!&lt;/strong&gt; I overslept and missed the earlier one at 9. Was reallyreally too tired ): THEN CAME IN NEAR ONE. It was gonna end at 2. LOL. Sat behind matthew and sherman with Natassha (: WE WERE ALL TOTALLY LISTENING EH. Got pissed at the auntie for mixing up my papers. LOL I THINK I WAS THE ONE WHO GOT IT MIXED UP. Lol idk. I get pissed easily yknow. So sorrry ): I am so short tempered, I'm very sorry guys ): So after lect off to squash again!!!! KILLED TIME WATCHING VIDS (: Then &lt;strong&gt;MUSICBANK TGT WITH YY, PERRI, TASSHA &amp;amp; SAM AT THE LIBRARY!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;We had a great time for sureeeee ^^ They left me in the rooom and rushed to the lift without me! HAHAHAHAHA BUT THANK YOU GUYS FOR STAYING WITH MEEEEEE ALLLL THE WAY TILL 6! I'm so grateful to have you guys in my life. I loveeeee you sososo much! Meet up next week to study kaaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yupppp that's basically how my week went. It was definitely a fun-packed week. I liked it (:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekends bbyz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offf to tumblr and twitter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-1927961702448561471?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1927961702448561471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=1927961702448561471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1927961702448561471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/1927961702448561471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-weekends-goodbye-weekdayz.html' title='hello weekends, goodbye weekdayz!'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-869510309751542583</id><published>2010-08-09T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:45:22.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post birthday thankyewwwwz</title><content type='html'>FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, ONCE AGAIN, THANK YOU BBYS.&lt;br /&gt;For those who texted me, Thank youuuu (: Sorry I didn't reply cause... My prepaid low. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you very much to:&lt;br /&gt;Arra&lt;br /&gt;Daphne&lt;br /&gt;Thahira&lt;br /&gt;Ibu&lt;br /&gt;Sabeera&lt;br /&gt;Crystal&lt;br /&gt;Qi Hang&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;Hadi&lt;br /&gt;Syaf&lt;br /&gt;Ting&lt;br /&gt;Jodi&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Hanani&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ping&lt;br /&gt;Rury&lt;br /&gt;Anehhh&lt;br /&gt;Wee&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;Arina&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin&lt;br /&gt;Lynette&lt;br /&gt;Yeobo&lt;br /&gt;Baiii&lt;br /&gt;Saufi&lt;br /&gt;Abang Yasher&lt;br /&gt;Haziyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superrrrr touched ttm that you guys remembered stilll.&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEE YAAAA ALLLL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-869510309751542583?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/869510309751542583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=869510309751542583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/869510309751542583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/869510309751542583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/post-birthday-thankyewwwwz.html' title='post birthday thankyewwwwz'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7566660028585266158</id><published>2010-08-04T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:33:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't feel any better (:</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned another year older. Seventeen years old (: I feel old already OMG. SO YUPPPP I'M S-E-V-E-N-T-E-E-N. Hehehehehe. Alhamdulillah. And this has to be one of the most memorable birthdays ever. I never imagined myself to be so happy on 3rd August. Cause honestly, I wasn't expecting much. I was just going with the flow. Didn't want to expect too much. But, WHAT HAPPENED WAS JUST SO OVERWHELMING. IT WAS SOMETHING I NEVER IMAGINE, NEVER SEE IT COMING AT ALL. It's a feeling I won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, it's hard to be truly happy, inside out with all the overwhelming workload. I'm happy on most days but yesterday was just truly a day I won't forget. I admit, I was actually rather upset that I'm not in TK to celebrate my birthday with alll my dearest friends. I really miss them alot. TK withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a typical day at schoool. KINDA ANNOYED CAUSE IT WAS THE SFP PRAC, WHICH MEANS I NEED TO COOK. And to those that think cooking is easy, THINK AGAIN. You need to memorise alll the proportions and alll the reasons why you choose the particular cooking method, the science behind the cooking, OMG I DON'T WANT TO ELABORATE ANY FURTHER. Was rather pissed off after the practical. Wanted to cry so badly, was gonna tear when I was washing up the bowls. But, I held back those tears, felt like I shouldn't cry cause of what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then I walked with Wanying to bistro with Sherman Shermaine Sharon Sia (OMG DIVA INCIDENT) And we walked to the triangular gardens, I wasn't wearing my specs so.... I can't see things from a distance. So I knew there were people there. Just that I cannot figure out who they are, LOL. Most of my classmates were there plus Dr Teo! SO IT WAS THE SURPRISE! I GOT A HUGEEEEEEE BALLOON! LIKE SUPAAAAAA HUGE! And then I got ambushed and they threw a basin of water plus water from bottles at me. I TELL YOU IT WAS SO PHYSICALLY DEMANDING TO RUN AFTER THOSE PEOPLE ATTACKING ME. Like OMG. Tiring kaaaaaay. IT WAS LIKE PE. Then cakeeeee! DAMN GOOOD CAKE! So ate our shares, and complained to Dr Teo about our practicals. HOW DEPRESSED WE WERE.&lt;br /&gt;Then another round of surprise! A PLASTIC BAG FULL OF BANANAS (A2's inside joke) I WAS LIKE HOLY MOLY EWWWWWWWW. Amanda gave me this pink lingerie! Hehehehe. Then while I got distracted by those bananas and lingerie, I GOT DRENCHED, AGAIN! 2ND ROUND OF ATTACK. OMG. And this time with cakeeeee. "Oh this piece for joey"-They lied to meeeee. Joey didn't come ): BUT IT WAS ACTUALLY MEANT TO SMASH MEEEEE. So there was abit of running around, here and there plus screaming and vulgarities. HAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY MADE A BOARD WITH SHINEE PICTURE SPAM!!!!!!!!!!! OMG KEY WAS IN IT. AHHHHHHH SO HAPPY. HAPPYHAPPY FANGIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Started hugging everyone and thanking each of them, with also the intention to wet them! HEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of them left and it was the usual people gang left (: Went to designer's pad to like chilllll cause Amanda said I had to wait till 6pm! And we ended our pracs at 2? Omggg. I FORSEE TORTURE. AND IT WASSSSSS. The cake that they threw at me fell on the floor, they picked it up and THREW IT AT ME WHEN I HAD MY MOUTH WIDE OPEN. Precisely OHMYGAH. I was one tortured soul. SAM AND WANYING WATCH OUT!!!! Then read the sweeeet messages my classmates wrote me (: So sweeeet! THEN CAME THE ICE AND MORE WATER. I GOT RAPED!!!!!!!!!!! Kay not literally uh, I'M STILL VIRGIN TYVM. BUT OMG. The attacks were pretty much never ending! BUT HELL YEAH IT WAS ALOT OF FUN WITH THESE CRAZY BUNCH OF AWEZUM PEOPLE. I reallllly love you guys to many bits and pieces. THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART BBYS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then six o'clock..... SAB COVERED MY EYES AND REFUSED TO LET ME GO. I saw mj people but I wasn't exactly sure, then suddenly "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU....." I could hear the distinct voices, I COULD SPOT THAHIRA'S VOICE!!!! As soon as sab let go, I ran to thahira and arra and HUGGED THEM. Ah, I was just so speechless and then I SAW ARINA &amp;amp; BAI AND WAS JUST ABOUT TO LIKE CRY. But I just can't. Idk why but I was just so touched, overwhelmed, speechless. I JUST DIDN'T EXPECT ALLL OF THIS. Really. WE HAD ANOTHER CHOCOLATE CAKEEEEE (: They made me this hugeeeee card with alll the bday wishes from the mj people I knew (: THEN THAHIRA GAVE ME A DRESS, VERY PRETTY! ARRA GAVE ME A RAINBOW SLING BAG OMG. RAINBOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you Amanda, who was secretly working with Arra to surprise me, THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, Thank you (: I was really touched that they came alll the way from mj &amp;amp; tpj to TP and surprised me (':&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ARINA, ARRA, BAI &amp;amp; THAHIRA (: Thank you so so so much (: I'll always love you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to pastamania &amp;amp; swensen's with Bai and Arina (: They treated meeee and we did alot of catching up. I really really miss you guys, alot. It's been so long. Getting to spend time with you guys, just talking about everything, anything, really means alot to me. I'm so thankful and blessed to have you two in my life. Since Sec1 (: We've been through so much together, and not seeing and being with you guys just makes me feel so empty. It's just not the same without you guys. How baiii sings all those songs, and how I get irritated at arina for no reason, heh. I miss all of that, I miss you guys. Thank you for coming and spending the night/evening with me. Thank you very much. I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was basically how my 17th birthday was (:&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to be around these people that showered me with so much love. I am thankful that I have friends like you guys that make my day, each day. I realised that we are all loved my many, and people care for you. It's just that we tend to forget or not notice these things. It's these things that make your day and make you feel complete. So once again, thank you everyone, from the bottom of my heart, for making me feel so loved, for the hugs, and for making me the happiest 17 year old girl ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES TO SUM UP THE DAY! (CREDITS TO YY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/39756_477621644837_587559837_6560925_8265526_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ignore the exposed skin (NOT ON PURPOSE) but omg i looked like I got raped right. Barefooted somemore!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/39756_477621639837_587559837_6560924_6072191_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINEEE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/39756_477621634837_587559837_6560923_5177639_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMMMMY CAKE THAT ENDED UP IN MY SHIRT HAIR &amp;amp; FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/39234_417766309397_647829397_4736730_1111421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/38652_417766209397_647829397_4736724_3132376_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM WET IN ALLLLL PHOTOS IF YOU REALISED. Hahahahaha bollywood/shampoo commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad251/orangeballoons/39328_417766399397_647829397_4736744_2726180_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Intro! Starting from the one grey at the first row, Yuen yern, Wanying, Amanda, Shakeela, Perri, Aisyah. The one beside me is Sabeera! (:&lt;br /&gt;The bestest classmates evaaaaaaa (: I love you guys so much! Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Gomawo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I will have another post to thank the rest tooooo (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7566660028585266158?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7566660028585266158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7566660028585266158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7566660028585266158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7566660028585266158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/cant-feel-any-better.html' title='can&apos;t feel any better (:'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-7709065102248260914</id><published>2010-08-01T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:25:44.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>august's here baby!</title><content type='html'>Another 2more days to THE DAY. THE VERY IMPORTANT DAY IN EVERYBODY'S LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehehehe. Can't wait but honestly, I'm nervous to turn another year older. Idk why but yeaaaaaa I'm nervous. And sad. For a few reasons. One, cause it won't be like last year, where I celebrated it in TK with my dearests. I really miss alll of you guys. It seems like it's been ages since we've met. There were so much memories made last year for my birthday. MY TEDDY BEAR. It's still with me. Memories.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have a blaaaaaaaaaady practical on that that day. IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, WHAT IF I SCREW UP. IT'LL RUIN MY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already having major heading trying to understand alll the different cooking methods, cooking time, how much water need, how much oil, the specific temperature, what medium, what kind of heat transfer. Omgz I'm totally going crazy. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope August will be a blast. Study break plus YOG. Hehe. So it'll be holiday but totally in geek mode manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEK AHEAD GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERT I'M SORRY I CAN'T GO FOR YOUR RECITAL TMRW. I so wanna be there but I can't ): Depressing much. SIGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'LL STILL BE AWESOME WITHOUT ME AND ROBYN THERE. It'll just be awesomer with us around. Hehe. BUT YEAH ALLLL THE BEST BOOOOOB. LOVE YOU (: I KNOW YOU'LL BE LIKE SUPAAAAAA COOL AND AWESOME. I'll be screaming and cheering from home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-7709065102248260914?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7709065102248260914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=7709065102248260914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7709065102248260914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/7709065102248260914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/augusts-here-baby.html' title='august&apos;s here baby!'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238581322495961127.post-326651275975031939</id><published>2010-08-01T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:16:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twitter's down, dang.</title><content type='html'>FRUSTRATED, SHINEE DIDN'T WIN AT INKI TODAY. But it's okay! THERE'S STILL NEXT WEEK. THEY ARE SO GONNA WIN MISS A. HMPH. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay back to studying. FEELING DAMN SCREWED NAOW. Damnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully twitter can be accessed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rainy day just makes me soooo lazy, heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5238581322495961127-326651275975031939?l=kissthecookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/feeds/326651275975031939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5238581322495961127&amp;postID=326651275975031939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/326651275975031939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238581322495961127/posts/default/326651275975031939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissthecookie.blogspot.com/2010/08/twitters-down-dang.html' title='twitter&apos;s down, dang.'/><author><name>Syiq ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05379612171015104120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8y3OWP5mVyg/TuuK-SjMYlI/AAAAAAAABFI/6A4uReCkRQw/s220/382857_10150593386439838_587559837_11617351_932271032_n_Instant_1_PopArt_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
